At this point in the wee hours of the morning, there were no other teams around that were rushing here, and it would have been possible to say that the patrol was necessary, but the thirteen men seemed to leave through the same exit, and their movements were unusually cautious, giving the illusion of fear of being discovered.

Nine of the thirteen members had already reached the ground, and they were not patrolling at all. They walked straight forward for hundreds of meters, stopping there and waiting for someone else who hadn't come out yet. The suspicious behavior caused Kasia to stand up silently from the corner, and it was only after walking several meters that Isha noticed it.

Looking at Isha who looked up, Kasia smiled reassuringly and found a reason to go to the bathroom. Isha nodded, there was no overthinking look on her face, the accumulation of tiredness and the huge pressure on her body made her mind full of analysis of various situations in the past few days, and she didn't have too much energy to think about other small things.

Kasia walked out of the room and went into the hallway, which was almost empty. After walking some distance in the direction of the restroom, anticipating that Isa's senses would not be able to catch herself, Kasia slowly approached the rest area of the staff in the safe area.

When all thirteen of them left the resting place, Kasia just went to the side. There was still light coming out of the lounge, but the door was locked. Kasia pulled out his tactical knife and cut his fingers, squeezing out blood to drip onto the door lock, the effect of corrosion much faster than he had imagined. Silently opening the door in this way, Kasia made his way to the warehouse, where an acidic smell mixed with a burnt burnt smell hit his face before he could enter.

The next moment, I heard the sound of Suosuo, and the warehouse was filled with a pungent gray-white smoke. Kasia held her breath as she went to the source of the sound, and immediately saw a pile of ammunition that had been half corroded by the acid. Several piles of ammunition pledged to the safe area were doused with excessive acid, and within a few minutes, they were only scrapped.

It was only then that Kasia suddenly realized something that he hadn't noticed at all.

Without thinking about it, Kasia immediately turned to the nearest exit, and walked to the ground with the same caution as the others, his body temperature adjusting to the ambient temperature after a few seconds. The thirteen people locked by the sonic pulse happened to converge at this moment. "See" the person in charge was whispering with a communicator at the moment, while the rest of the personnel were all looking in the direction of the underground space, as if to determine if there was a possibility that they would be discovered, and whether there were others behind them.

At this time, Kasia could no longer determine the identities of the thirteen people. I'm afraid that none of the teams in the underground space know the true appearance of the staff in the security area at this moment. No one knows if anything happened here until the first team arrived. Perhaps the actual staff had died a day or two earlier, and the bodies were disposed of and buried under the surrounding dead leaves. Unknown enemies know this, so feel free to send some people with the right image to come over and take over these safe areas in a comprehensive manner. They only need to evacuate at the right time to achieve good results and judge the plan as successful.

Not only can you see the status of each team in real time - the number of people gathered in a safe area, the approximate strength and equipment, but also the ability to make a lot of money from the safe area while the plan is executed.

It was already five o'clock in the morning, and the sonic pulses had not caught any personnel sent by the unknown enemy to investigate. This makes it much more likely that the safe area has already been controlled by the enemy, and the amount of ammunition in the warehouse that has been destroyed by the enemy seems to be an attempt by the enemy to reduce the combat capability of each team.

The fact that the security zone was not ruled out was made by the pressure of the enemy's status and status, but it has the ability to set up a safe protection zone in the border forest, and can trade with the patrol team, and the other party is definitely a powerful tribe. It seems more appropriate to see this situation as a mutual transaction.

The price to be paid is significant, and the trust that the security zone has built up among the various smuggling teams will also be non-existent. Even if various explanations can be found later, the safe zone has since lost its meaning in the border forest.

Without the necessary information, Kasia couldn't tell which case it would be. But one thing is certain, the general information of each team in the underground space has gone to the ears of unknown enemies, not only in this safe area, but also in the rest of the places.

Kasia didn't know if the bombing would not be sooner than because of the news he had spread, but it must have alerted the thirteen people in front. Their departure is enough to show that the enemy is not far from the underground space. With less than an hour left until dawn, this was Kasia's last chance. The total number of people in each team in the underground space is close to two thousand, and it is difficult to determine how many people and what forces the other side will send in order to eliminate these two thousand people.

One of the most worrying for Kasia was who would lead the cleanup, and whether it would be of the nature of the Flame Alliance. It would be a large tribe or a trade hub with the borders that Toynbee put it up.

Nearly two minutes had passed since he came out of the room, and Kasia had calculated that after the thirteen people in front of him had walked in the darkness for a while, they were already more than fifteen hundred meters away from the underground space, and the normal roar could not penetrate the five-meter-thick dirt through this distance. So he pulled out a clip-type pistol left over from the time when he had shared the supplies, and it was already equipped with a muffler. Kasia kept an eye on the other man's progress with the sonic pulses, making every step of his run coincide with one of them, hiding the sound of his own movements.

The distance of 500 meters was reduced to only 100 meters in half a minute, and after a few breaths, the distance went to 50 meters, and after two or three breaths, the distance had reached about 30 meters.

Kasia, whose heartbeat, breath, breath, temperature, and even sight had no heartbeat, breath, temperature, and even sight, was like a ghost, more like the Grim Reaper who abandoned his scythe in favor of a firearm under the change of times, and the black shadow of the trunk of an ordinary ancient tree in the forest, silently following behind the thirteen people without noticing. After two more breaths, as a pair of red cross pupils lit up in the faint afterglow of the opponent's strong flashlight, ten gunshots formed a short low "dong dong" sound, which suddenly swayed, and then abruptly stopped and was swallowed up by the wet and cold darkness.