Inside the command officer’s exclusive office aboard the colossal warship.
“Kyle, I’ve brought you all the information on the accompanying military doctors,” Fury said as he entered the room and placed a stack of well-organized documents on the desk.
Kyle, sitting on the office chair, nodded coldly and took the documents, and started to flip through them one by one.
Fury stood in front of the table, looking at Kyle with a puzzled expression on his face. He wondered, “I thought you had figured it out and wanted to handle the affairs of the Brigadier General on your own. Why are you so concerned about the military doctors on the warship now?”
“I encountered an interesting person,” Kyle casually responded. His eyes narrowed slightly as he found the personal file he wanted to read among the documents he was flipping through.
On the personal file, there was a black-and-white photo of the female military doctor he had just encountered, wearing a bright smile.
Natasha Caroline:
Female, 16 years old, height 165 cm, weight 43 kg.
Born in 1928, residing at B012, Atlanta District, United States.
Current family status: Single, both parents are local farm workers.
Currently studying at a Medical School and volunteering to support the frontlines in January 1944, she became a member of the accompanying emergency medical team in February.
“Sixteen years old, just became an accompanying military doctor this month…” Kyle raised an eyebrow, throwing the file onto the table and asking expressionlessly, “Is it common for an underage and newly appointed medical officer to participate directly in major battles on a warship?”
“There’s nothing unusual about it,” Fury rubbed his bald head and replied, “During World War II, there were exceptions to everything. The medical personnel accompanying the military were always in short supply, so they often recruited volunteers from hospitals or schools. The number of American soldiers deployed in this battle exceeds 150,000, mostly from the army, so each warship needs to be equipped with a team of accompanying medical staff.”
Kyle remained silent as he tapped his fingers on the table as if contemplating something.
Fury is also a smart man so he focused his gaze on the file and said solemnly, “Is there something wrong with this female medical staff?”
“There is a bit of a problem, but you don’t need to worry about it. Leave it to me, I’ll handle it,” Kyle said and issued a secret order to Fury.
“I understand,” Fury nodded after listening, as if receiving an order, and left the office.
Kyle neatly stacked the file on the desk and put it in a drawer, a cold smile appearing on his lips. “I want to see what tricks the Soviets have up their sleeves, sending an undertrained agent like this.”
Meanwhile, inside the medical room of the warship.
“Natasha, I heard you almost bumped into Brigadier General Kyle!?”
“Really? Is Brigadier General Kyle as cool and ruthless as in they said in documentaries?”
“Is that the main point? Be careful next time and don’t cause trouble for the General!”
Four young nurses dressed in white uniforms were actively discussing. As they spoke, a blush appeared on their faces.
Natasha had finished bandaging her slender leg and sat on the single medical bed in the room. She gazed absentmindedly out of the round glass window, lost in thought.
The first plan, the unexpected encounter, had failed.
Recalling the scene she had just experienced, Natasha clenched her small hand, her knuckles turning slightly pale.
‘Oh my! Does anyone treat a pretty girl like that, as if handling a small cat? Usually, a normal man should extend a helping hand, shouldn’t he?’
‘Could it be that I’m not attractive enough?’
Natasha subconsciously touched her face. Since entering the Red Room, the organization had used every means necessary to shape her, and seduction was undoubtedly one of the secret weapons exclusive to female agents.
‘No, I can’t deny my outstanding appearance just because of one failure. The main reason for the failure was that the target wasn’t an ordinary normal man!’ Natasha pondered silently. After all, he was an executioner with tens of thousands of enemy lives on his hands, a war demon in the eyes of the enemy.
In fact, when the organization announced that the target of this experimental mission was the American military officer Kyle, many senior agents turned pale as they were afraid of being chosen to go.
Later, Natasha took the initiative to take on this experimental Mission. The reason can only be that she had no choice.
If she didn’t execute her first Mission targeting Kyle, she would have to assassinate the leader of the ninja organization, known as “Hand.” Compared to the latter, the former Mission had a higher level of safety for her as a Native American.
“Plan one failed. I must find another opportunity to contact the target,” Natasha pondered, lost in thought. Suddenly, a slightly flustered navy soldier rushed into the medical room.
“Brigadier General Kyle may not be used to the environment here since he hasn’t been on a ship before. He’s feeling a bit unwell,” The navy soldier said, his words interrupted by several female military doctors in the room. They raised their hands eagerly and said in unison, “I’ll go, please let me take care of him!”
Who would have thought that a legendary War Hero, who was capable of everything as a lone soldier, get seasick?
Natasha hadn’t had much time to think about it when the navy soldier, with a troubled expression, continued, “Brigadier General Kyle said he encountered a military doctor named Natasha and asked her to come over. Which one of you is Natasha? Please come with me.”
Upon hearing this, Natasha froze, and the other female military doctors focused their envious and jealous gazes on her.
“You’re Natasha, right? Hurry up and bring the medical kit with you,” The navy soldier urged.
“Oh, okay.” Natasha nodded, realizing she needed to act. After taking a deep breath, she lifted her spirits and got off the medical bed. Regardless of the circumstances, this was the best opportunity for a close encounter with the target!
Guided by the navy soldier, Natasha carried the medical kit and was led to the office door. The soldier knocked and reported, “Brigadier General Kyle, I’ve brought the military doctor.”
“Let her in.” A calm voice of a young man came from behind the door.
“Okay.” The navy soldier opened the door and gestured for Natasha to enter on her own.
Natasha took slow steps as she walked into the office. Just as she entered, the door behind her closed, leaving her alone with Kyle.
She looked forward and saw Kyle sitting on the office chair, supporting his forehead with one hand and his eyes closed. His handsome face was clouded with an uncertain expression and it looked as if he were unwell.
“Brigadier General Kyle,” Natasha stopped in front of the desk, tentatively calling out.
Kyle opened his eyes, looked at Natasha, and said softly, “You’re here. I came down from the deck earlier, and my head started spinning, and I am also feeling a bit nauseous.”
“It’s a sign of seasickness. First-time sailors often experience mild discomfort. You can take some motion sickness medication to alleviate the symptoms.” Natasha spoke gently as she searched the medical kit and carefully took out two pills, handing them to Kyle.
“Well, let’s give it a try,” Kyle nodded. He glanced at the motion sickness pills and then accepted them, swallowing them with a sip of warm water from the cup.
Whenever he focused his attention, an accurate and error-free item card message would appear in front of him. This meant that even the most carefully designed poison would not work if Kyle remained vigilant.
However, what Natasha gave him was indeed just ordinary motion sickness pills.
(End of this chapter)
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