After receiving Isaac's instructions, Mitchell didn't hesitate for even a moment.
He went straight to his room on the fifth floor, changed into athletic wear, and cleaned up a little. After exiting the room, he went straight to the elevator.
Just as Mitchell left the headquarters, one of the guards standing by the entrance slowly raised his head and watched his retreating back. He took out a satellite phone from his pocket and quickly sent out a text.
From there to the northwest region was about a hundred-mile drive.
The northwest was different from the northern region in the sense that most of its land was mountains. Nonetheless, the weather was just as bad. Mitchell decided to take an international flight out of Tarzistan to Southland.
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