The whole world seemed to be filled with the smell of potions, and there was no smell other than it. Even if you are used to smelling the burnt smell, you can't smell a trace here.

Vasalai faintly saw his father Kuster standing motionless in front of him in the blood mist, walking uncontrollably until he surpassed his gradually withering father, and continued to walk alone in the endless abyss.

It wasn't until the hazy consciousness gradually gathered that he slowly opened his eyes. His left eye finally leaked a glimmer of light, but his right eye was still dark red, and he couldn't see anything.

A group of medical staff looked very happy to see him open his eyes, but the leading figure, who seemed to be a leader, was more cautious, took a few steps forward, stuck his head out and said to him:

"Mr. Vasalai, are you awake? Can you see me? ”

Suddenly there was a voice in the silence, and Vasalai glanced at the source with his remaining left eye, but he could only see a vague figure.

He supported himself up, but he could only feel the strength of his right arm, but he still tried his best to prop it up.

It was hilarious for others to look at him as if he were watching a worm wriggling, but the bloody scene made them laugh.

"Don't move!"

The dean had just been reminded and hurried over, and when he saw Vasa coming to get up from the medical bed, he hurriedly ran to stop him, and then admonished him:

"You're disabled! Your right eye is blinded by a splinter, and when I find you, I don't know where the eyeball has gone!

The left arm was severely squeezed for a long time, and it was no longer formed, so it had to be amputated.

Also, you had a steel bar pierced through your abdomen, causing localized hemorrhage. ”

Seeing that he was so frank about the fact that Vasalai was disabled, the medical staff next to him hurriedly tried to stop him, but they were all opened:

"You're already in an extremely serious state, don't move!"

However, Vasalai on the bed did not react, just looked at them in confusion, which made the originally scorching atmosphere become strange.

"He won't... Are you deaf in both ears? ”

"Don't, is this still alive! Is the structure of the human body so hard? ”

The motionless Vasa attracted the curiosity of the crowd, but the dean hurriedly pulled someone to inspect it.

After a few minutes, the dean came out with a heavy face and said to the crowd:

"Hey, it's been confirmed, the eardrum in his left ear is shattered, and with the concussion, his right ear can't be heard for the time being. Take care of him! Otherwise, we can't afford to blame it! ”

After the confirmation was made, the rest of the medical staff stopped chatting, except for a few people who stayed behind to take care of Vasalai, who had fallen into a coma again, and most of them went their separate ways.

With such a serious injury, everyone else should have died a long time ago, and he survived perhaps because he was the "son of the god of war".

After confirming that Vasalai was not dead, he was quickly transferred out of the Caucasus, near the war, to Vienna, the center of the empire, for treatment.

In recognition of his bravery and dedication, the Empire awarded him the Order of the Iron Crown of the First Class, granting him the right to enter the Privy Council.

Allowing a disabled person to enter the Privy Council was unthinkable for any empire, and it was bound to be met with backlash from pressure from many quarters.

However, this did not happen, one of which was that Vasalai, as the eldest son of Kuster, had a natural advantage among the people and some of the nobles, and they regarded him as an idol and naturally did not suffer opposition.

And a generation of war gods, his son fought for the country, almost died, and it was difficult to convince the public without giving some favors.

What's more, Vasalai is still in a coma, who knows if he will be able to wake up? The current treatment is only nominal, and it is impossible for the current medical technology to wake up a person who is unconscious from his injuries, and it is possible for him to sleep for a hundred years.

It is worth mentioning that since Vasalai was transferred to Vienna on June 2, the head of the arsenal factory, Fox, and the director of the steel plant, Akinson, were suddenly killed, and it was rumored that they had colluded with outside forces and were executed.

What is even more shocking is that this rumor, which is a household name in Vienna, cannot be circulated to the Turkish side.

Even the fact that Vasa had been transferred back to Vienna was known only to some old magnates, but it was not published in the newspapers.

And at present, the hospital where he is located, the top management has also been replaced, and no one knows about it.

Who's doing it? The only thing that knows is that you don't know anything.

Perhaps by providence, Vasalai had fully regained consciousness the day after he was transferred to Vienna, and is now recuperating in the hospital where most of his wounds have healed, and is expected to be discharged in twenty years.

But fortunately, he survived, but he didn't want to stay honestly, and the comfort of others was a heart-piercing irony for him, and living in a closed hospital was also very depressing.

He could only read in the newspapers that "Kuster captured the entire territory of Ukraine in twenty-two days." This kind of word related to his father made him very uncomfortable.

However, some members of the so-called "Kusterite" invited him to return to the mountains, even if he did not return to the battlefield, he could make a political breakthrough.

Vasalai agreed, of course, to this request, but he was stopped by the hospital, and he could not force his way out because of his disability.

But that same night, a group of people came out of the darkness, opened the window of the cell where Vasa lived, and quietly took him away.

Vasa recognized their clothes—the secret police—but he always felt like a group of Germans, or rather Saxons?

After he was pulled out, he found that the group had climbed up with ropes, which was not something that ordinary secret police officers who were greedy for life and afraid of death could do, which made him more and more suspicious.

It wasn't until he entered a relatively remote confined building that he suddenly realized. The first man said to him:

"Sir, we are under the direct command of the 'Secret War Department' and are controlled by your father.

He commanded us to get you out. At the same time, "the man took out a creed from his waist:

"You will become the commander-in-chief of the 'Secret War Department - Task Force in Austria' and have the highest authority of the department in Austria-Hungary."

"In Austria?" Vasa was immediately interested, and the pain of the wound was no longer concerned, and leaned over to the man, looking at him with straight eyes.

"Yes, the headquarters of the department is in Turkey, and it is nominally under the control of Mr. Kemal, which is surprising."

"Well, so... Command? ”

"There will be no order for a month, you hide yourself, don't have any communication with the outside world, and we will leave you with a servant to take care of your daily life.

When the time comes, headquarters will send you some well-trained Austrian agents, and it's not too late to carry out the mission. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the man was about to leave. Vasa didn't stop him, he just sat in his chair and recalled the previous events over and over again.

Widno, Evgeny: Are they dead or alive? What is the sound of falling water?