"Weird, I hear gunshots inside the facility, but they were not aimed outwards, but aimed within," Bruce frowned. "Could it be?"
"The Young Master might have made his move," Clark muttered as he narrowed his gaze towards the entrance of the enemy's base. "Don't do anything reckless, wait for further instructions."
Lazarus was a tight knit group. Every member was important. They wouldn't casually endanger the lives of their team members during a mission. Even though there seems to be a commotion happening inside the base, they could not rule out the possibility that the other side was just baiting them.
"There's no need to wait," Heinz' cold yet confident voice was heard from their earpiece. "The Young Master had started his distraction, all units, advance!"
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