Strike!
Editor: Henyee Translations
In the evening, the power grid was destroyed and the ST mercenary team could only depend on a few strong lights that they had charged during the day because of their low power supply. Even the guards were extremely unorganized.
This was their territory, and even the government forces would have to be polite to them. And so far, no one has dared to pull off a sneak attack on the base.
Not the rebels, not the government forces. The ST mercenary team base was the safest zone in the chaotic country with internal strife.
T6 bent over and ran towards the southwest corner using the wall as his cover. V8, who was responsible for ground observation, whispered, "Twenty meters away, three patrols, avoid them."
"This place isn't unlike any other military base. It's already the third wave. That's not right, it's a bit of a problem…" T6 was like a groundhog, leaning against the sandpile closely and becoming one with the darkness.