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“Joel, you and… What’s your name?” Xiaobo asked the officer standing next to Joel.
“Sullender,” the officer who narrowly fit into his uniform said.
“That’s good. Joel, you take Sullender. I want you to stay in permanent contact with Rad; on the road but especially when you are on the spot. I want all the details. Even if you think they’re insignificant. Rad, you record everything so that the information, once communication is restored, is readily available to ITC, the FBSI headquarters and the commander of the nineteenth fleet. Clear?”
“Yes,” Radhikropunanga nodded.
“Clear to you too?” he asked Joel and Sullender again in confirmation.
Joel reluctantly confirmed that he had understood it all.
“All right. Hit the road!” Xiaobo said, pointing them at the door. “Vancouver. You will
