At the very least, we need to give these people's families an explanation.
"good."
The guard's expression softened considerably. "I thank you on their behalf."
“This is what I can do for them.”
Lin Jingyu couldn't help but add, "If you know of any special circumstances in their families, you can tell me, and I will try my best to help."
"I've got it."
The guard Liao glanced at her and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Director Lin treats them so well, I believe they would be at ease if they knew that."
"I'll just do my best."
Lin Jingyu responded with one sentence and then said nothing more.
Liao, the guard, was not a talkative person, and he didn't say anything more.
There were more than two people in the car.
The soldiers on the vehicle heard the conversation.
Although they didn't say anything, everyone was very grateful.
Even when they gathered together to talk, they still whispered among themselves.
Unbeknownst to them, the way these people looked at Lin Jingyu had become somewhat respectful.
Lin Jingyu didn't notice their changes, but the guard Liao understood what was going on.
At least these people are becoming more and more coordinated in carrying out their tasks.
The road became much quieter as we drove along.
At this time in the capital.
One of the people received a phone call.
He was so angry he almost smashed his study to pieces.
"Waste, all waste."
Enraged, his eyes turned red, and he cursed, "We've lost hundreds of men, and we still can't take down twenty or thirty. As for completing the mission, we still can't do it."
"This woman is strange."
The middle-aged man sitting next to her with a sinister expression said, "In my opinion, it would be a losing proposition to temporarily stop pursuing this woman."
"Just let her go like that?"
Upon hearing the other person's words, the middle-aged man, whose expression was grim, revealed a look of resentment on his face: "Weren't all the people we sacrificed this time sacrificed in vain?"
"Your Excellency, we have suffered such heavy losses this time, there is no need for us to continue sacrificing our own people."
The middle-aged man, his face grim, revealed displeasure in his eyes. "We don't have many men left. If we continue to sacrifice them, we won't be able to carry out our missions in the future."
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