A giant battleship, in the office of the commanding officer.

"Kyle, I've got you all the information you need for the military medics." Fury walked into the room with a stack of bound documents and placed them on his desk.

Kyle, who was sitting in his office chair, grimly bowed, took the documents, and began to flip through them one by one.

Fury stood in front of the table, looked at Kyle with a puzzled expression, and wondered, "I thought you figured it out, and wanted to arrange for the affairs of the Rear Admiral and the officers by yourself - why, now you are so concerned about the military doctor on the battleship." ”

"Met a pretty interesting guy." Kyle replied casually, his eyes narrowing slightly, but he found a personal file he wanted to read in the information file in his hand.

On the personal file, the black and white mugshot of the female military doctor I met just now with a bright smile was printed on it.

Shatana Caroline:

Female, age 16, height 165cm, 43kg.

Born in 1928, his home is located at B012 Atlanta, USA.

Current family status: single, both parents are local farm workers.

As a student at the Holy Order Medical School, he passed the school's volunteer application to support the front line in January 1944 and became a member of the emergency medic in February.

"Sixteen years old, I just became a ......military doctor this month," Kyle raised his eyebrows, threw the dossier in his hand on the table, and asked expressionlessly: "If you are still a minor, and you will only become a military doctor this month, can you go directly to the battleboat to participate in a large battle?" ”

"It's nothing out of the ordinary, isn't it?" Fury touched his bald head and replied, "During World War II, there were exceptions to everything. The military medical staff is already insufficient, and they often carry out propaganda and call for volunteers from some hospitals or schools. More than 150,000 U.S. soldiers were involved in the campaign, most of whom were army troops, so each warship needed to be equipped with a team of paramedics. ”

Kyle didn't speak, his fingers tapping on the table, as if thinking about something.

Fury is also a smart person, his eyes fell on the dossier, and he said solemnly: "Is there something wrong with this woman's medical staff?" ”

"It's a bit of a problem, but you don't have to worry about it, I'll take care of it." Kyle said as he gave Fury a secret order.

"I see." Fury listened, nodded, and left the office room as if in order.

Kyle folded the file on the table and put it in a drawer, a sneer on his lips, "I'd like to see what tricks the Soviets want to play with an untrained agent." ”

At this time, the infirmary of the battleship.

"Little Nana, I heard you almost ran into Major General Kyle!?"

"Hey, it's really fake, is Major Kyle as cold and handsome as in the documentary?"

"Is that the point? Be careful, don't trouble the General next time! ”

Four young female nurses in white dresses were actively talking, talking and talking, all with a touch of pink on their faces.

Shatana bandaged her slender calves and sat on the single hospital bed in the room, looking out at the blue sea from the round glass window next to her, stunned and silent.

The first plan, the bridge that was accidentally encountered, failed.

Thinking back to the encounter just now, Shatana's small hand clenched slightly, and her bones and joints turned a little white.

Oh, my God! Do you treat a pretty girl like a kitten like that? Generally speaking, in the face of a normal man, shouldn't he reach out to hold on?

Am I not beautiful enough?

Shatana subconsciously touched her little face, from the beginning of entering the agent's red room, the organization irrigated her by unscrupulous means to achieve her goals, and the temptation of beauty is of course one of the secret weapons exclusive to female agents.

No, you can't deny your outstanding looks just because of a failure. If you want to say that the main reason for the failure, it is because the target person is not an ordinary normal man!

Shatana secretly thought, after all, the other party is an executioner with tens of thousands of enemy lives on his hands, and a war demon in the eyes of the enemy country.

In fact, when the organization announced that the target of this test mission was Kyle, I don't know how many senior agents turned pale, for fear that they would be selected.

Later, it was Shatana who took the initiative to take over the test task, and if you want to say the reason, you can only say that she has no choice.

If you don't target Kyle on your first mission, you'll have to assassinate the leader of the ninja organization Hand. Compared with the latter, the former mission has a higher safety factor for her, a native of the United States.

"Plan 1 failed, and we had to find another opportunity to contact the target."

Shatana was thinking about this, when suddenly a Navy soldier burst into the infirmary in a little panic.

"Rear Admiral Kyle may not have been on a ship before, and he is not very used to the environment here, and he is a little unwell now—" Before the Navy soldier could finish his words, several female medics in the infirmary had already raised their hands and said in unison, "I'll go, please let me take care of it!" ”

With that kind of legendary hero who is omnipotent alone, will he also get seasick?

Before Shatana could think too much, the navy soldier said with a sad face, "Major Kyle said that I met a military doctor named Shatana just now, just let her go." Who of you is Shatana? Come with me. ”

As soon as these words came out, Shatana was stunned, and the rest of the female military doctors also focused their envious and jealous eyes on her.

The sailor urged, "You're Shatana, hurry up and take the medical kit and follow me." ”

"Oh, okay." Shatana nodded in response, took a deep breath, and got off the hospital bed refreshed.

Either way, this is the best chance to get up close and personal with your target!

The Navy soldier led Shatana, who was carrying the medical kit, to the door of the office, knocked on the door and reported, "Rear Admiral Kyle, I have brought the military doctor." ”

"Let her in." From behind the door came the young man's calm voice.

"Okay." With that, the sailor opened the door and motioned for Shatana to go in by herself.

Shatana walked slowly through the door, and as soon as she entered the office, the door behind her was closed by the departing Navy soldiers.

She followed her gaze and saw Kyle sitting in his office chair, holding his forehead with one hand and closing his eyes to recuperate, his handsome face gloomy and uncertain, as if he was sick unwell.

"General Kyle." Shatana walked over to the desk and stopped, calling tentatively.

Kyle opened his eyes, looked at Shatana and whispered, "You're here." I just came off the deck, and my head was dizzy and I felt a little nauseous. ”

"This is a precursor to seasickness, and people who take the boat for the first time will have a slight discomfort, so they can take some seasickness medicine to reduce the reaction." Shatana whispered softly as she found a box of pills from the medical kit and carefully took out two and handed them to Kyle.

"Then give it a try." Kyle nodded, glanced at the seasickness pill, and swallowed it with the warm water in his cup.

For all items, as long as you pay attention, there is an accurate item card information in front of you. As a result, even if it is an elaborate poison, Kyle will not be able to be fooled as long as he is prepared.

However, it is true that what Shatana gave him was just an ordinary seasickness pill.