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After returning to Gramboya, Wendell immediately made a report to his father and the old man.

Wendell could easily see the look of excitement that flashed through his father's eyes when he appeared at the doorstep of his home. Obviously, he had been worried about his son all these days. On the battlefield, bullets don't stop going to your body just because you are the son of someone, so Marl was naturally concerned in his heart.

In fact, for this son, who had been separated from him before he was born and who had been separated for more than ten years, Marl definitely loved his child more than any other father, because he knew very well what his son had suffered in the previous ten years.

It was worth being happy that his son had returned safely, and looking at the smile on his face he knew that this time the mission should have been successfully doned, and that was enough!

In fact, before Wendell had even returned, Marl had already gotten the news that the mission was doned, and that it was doned with a perfect score of zero casualties. It was just that before he had seen his son with his own eyes, he, like all fathers, was still worried, and it was only until this moment that he could truly put his mind at ease.

It's good to be back!

"Dad, I'm back!" Wendell peeked at his mother who was sitting on the sofa, and then at his father. The latter shook his head faintly at him.

Wendell instantly understood that his father was telling himself that his mother didn't know about his participation in the military operation yet, so that he must not say anything.

"Little Wendell, when did you enter the capital?" Helen was a little surprised, "Why didn't you say anything in advance?"

Wendell heatedly laughed, "It's because I wanted to give mum a surprise. Mum, aren't you very happy to see your son, this is a surprise, right?"

"Happy, happy." Helen was full of smiles and nodded her head slightly.

Wendell chuckled and waved his hand again with a smile at Katra next to him, for this girl who had always insisted on guarding her mother, Wendell still had a very good feeling. Of course, this kind of good feeling was not the kind of good feeling between men and women, but a kind of sensual closeness, looking smoothly, even like family.

In fact, Helen and Marl didn't treat Katra as an outsider either, especially Helen, who even treated her as if she were her own daughter.

"Little Chief." Katra was about to stand up and salute.

Wendell hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, I'm uncomfortable when you call me Little Chief, don't ever get up to curtsy again."

Marl and Helen and their spouses instantly smiled, and Katra also pursed her lips and did not get up.

"Little Wendell, come with me to the study." Marl said.

Helen was immediately dissatisfied, "Little Wendell has just returned, he hasn't even sat down, and you're calling him away."

Wendell was dumbfounded as he went up and patted his mother's hand and laughed, "mum, maybe Dad is looking for me for something, I'll come out to keep you company when we're done talking about it, okay?"

"Go on go on. None of you father and son are nice……" Helen hummed.

Wendell and his father exchanged a glance, smiled secretly and walked into the study quickly.

Katra also immediately followed closely, made a cup of tea for father and son respectively, then closed the door of the room and walked out.

"Little Wendell, I already know the result of this operation, you have done a good job." Marl said proudly, this military operation, it was because his son played a key role that made the operation a done success, how could he not be proud?

He was a senior leader, yet he was also a father.

"Actually, it was also a mistake, I couldn't even find the target to attack at first, I just judged it by feeling……" Wendell was a little embarra_sed by the compliment.

In fact, at first he really did not find the target he was going to attack. This was because according to the markings on the navigation watch screen, the one he had to be responsible for a_sisting in the attack was actually the north gate of the Dyna base, the west and south gates were the responsibility of the special operations brigade led by Delvan.

So technically speaking, at that time he had to bypa_s that fault line with his comrades from the Red Arrow Brigade in order to reach the north gate.

Only then could he adopt various strategies to capture the enemy.

Hearing this, Marl could not help but smile faintly and said, "In that case, you are sort of a blind cat that ran into a dead rat?"

"That's right, at least I think so myself. But strictly speaking, after blowing up the fault caused a chain of explosions, the rest of the credit should be counted as mine." Wendell didn't exaggerate, but he didn't narrow down his credit either, "Apart from the few enemies that were taken out by Delvan and the others at the beginning, the rest were all killed or wounded by me, shot by shot."

Hearing that Wendell was so calm and normal when talking about shooting and killing people, without the slightest fluctuation in his expression, Marl frowned and said, "Little Wendell, you must remember that war is cruel, but waging war is to end this cruelty, do you understand?"

Wendell was stunned, then he understood his father's meaning, he was afraid of his addiction to killing.

"Dad, don't worry, I know what to do." Wendell nodded seriously, "I will adjust my mentality very well and won't be reckless."

"Mm."

Marl nodded and said, "Then I'll be relieved……"

"Those equipment from Western Dyna and the POW personnel, what was done with them?" Wendell suddenly asked.

"The equipment is naturally handed over to the relevant scientific research institutions for research, as for the POWs, if they are modified humans, they will likewise be handed over to the relevant institutions, they will study the various characteristics of these modified humans……" Marl said.

Wendell nodded and said, "Dad, then I'm going out."

In his heart, however, he understood that he thought that these POW personnel would not end up any better, maybe……

"Remember to visit your grandfather's place." Marl said from behind.

"Got it, I'll go." Wendell said.

……

It was already afternoon when Wendell returned home, and after spending some time at home with his mother, Helen, and chatting casually, he got up and went to the old man's quadrangle amidst the current grumbling.

Only after meeting the old man did Wendell understand the deep meaning of his father's asking him to come to the courtyard.

At the height of summer, the entire Gramboya City was in an extremely hot and hot environment, and even the densely wooded and lush courtyard did not escape the scorching heat.

Muech a temperature also had a certain effect on Wendell, but it was not serious and could instead help him to exercise the bio-currents in his body. It was because this temperature, which could already make him feel hot, but he only had to slightly activate the bio-current and his body immediately cooled off.

It was also a great burden to have to push the bio-current all the time, and in this case, it would be tantamount to exercising.

It was only slightly cooler after entering the quadrangle, but it still made people feel scorching hot.

A question suddenly occurred to Wendell: How come the old man was still living in the courtyard in such a scorching heat?

As far as he knew, people like the old man would normally go to the western mountains or to the north to escape the heat, so how come the old man hadn't gone?

"Grandpa!"

Wendell saw his grandfather sitting under a big tree to cool off, he hurriedly walked over, and bodye John, the guard beside the old man, nodded slightly to Wendell with an expressionless face, as a greeting.

"Little monkey, you're here……" The old master's face was rosy, and when he saw his grandson return, the wrinkles on his face swirled slightly, revealing a smile.

"Grandpa, why didn't you go for a summer vacation?" Wendell came to the front and asked with a smile, "The weather here is too hot, it's not good for your health."

"The old chief is waiting for you to come back, several other chiefs have called several times, hoping that the old chief will move quickly to escape the summer heat." Aunt Agram came over from the side with a plate of fruit and placed it on the stone table, "Little Chief, please eat the fruit."

Wendell was instantly warmed in his heart and said, "Grandpa, it's time to go for a summer vacation, or to go."

"I'm old, and I don't want to go back and forth again, besides, there is cold air in this courtyard, it's cool." The old man said with a smile.

However, Wendell understood that the old man was also worried about himself just like his father, without seeing himself come back with his own eyes, how could he feel at ease to go for a summer vacation?

Even his grandson was still fighting in the battlefield, so what kind of summer vacation was he going to take?

The first thing he did was to grab the old man's wrist and pretend to take his pulse, but in fact he slowly activated the bio-current to probe into the old man's body to check his physical condition. The old man also knew what his grandson was doing, while he remained still and covered for him.

There were many things that even the people closest to him could not say. This was to protect Wendell.

"Fortunately, there is no major change, only the bio-current is slightly weaker compared to before, it should be due to the weather being too hot." Only then did Wendell put his heart down and smiled, "Grandpa, the weather is too hot is not good for your health, you should still go for a summer vacation."

"Well. Listen to you, we'll move tomorrow." The old man nodded with a smile, his grandson had returned safely, he naturally had no more worries, and it was easy on his heart to go for a summer vacation.

"That's good, a cool environment is always good for the body." Wendell laughed.

"Little monkey, you have something on your mind?" The old man said his gaze was like a torch, and with a glance he could see through that behind Wendell's smile, there seemed to be some worries.

Wendell hesitated for a moment before he nodded slightly and said, "Grandpa, what do you think the relevant agencies will do to those reformers we captured? Autopsy, or……"

Even though those people had been transformed by the dynasty and could technically only be considered half-human monsters, if they were studied like mice, Wendell still felt a little……

The old man instantly smiled, "A heart that has no tolerance?"

"Sort of." Wendell nodded his head.

"Hehe…… Little monkey, do you have any feelings about completing the mission so smoothly this time?" The old man did not directly answer Wendell's question, but asked with a smile.

"To say feelings, I just feel that it was too much of a fluke." Wendell laughed, "I hadn't thought that one explosive pack and a few magazines would actually solve the problem."

"Well!"

The old man nodded and asked again, "Then do you think that without this fluke, if you had fought a hard battle directly with those people, would there have been casualties?"

"I guess so." Wendell said as he remembered the equipment he saw in Dyna, and the arsenal where the chain of explosions occurred.

"Yes, there will definitely be casualties." The old man nodded slightly, "Only by finding the weaknesses of those transformers can we minimize the casualties…… Besides, exactly how to study it, that's not something that we need to ask about."

Wendell was silent for a long time before he nodded slightly and said, "Grandpa, I understand."

This should be the deep meaning of father asking himself to come to see grandfather, Wendell vaguely understood a lot.

The old man then smiled gratefully…

To be continued........