Taking potshots?
Qi Hancai spoke into the Walkie-Talkie. "I'll be right there."
Only after saying that did she explain to Wu Heng, "Since last night, we've noticed some people lurking around the perimeter. They may be the ones who escaped from the base."
"They dare come back?" Wu Heng was somewhat surprised.
They had fled in such a hurry, yet now they were back to cause trouble?
"They probably haven't given up. Besides, don't you think this fits the gangster style better?" Qi Hancai stood and continued, "I'll go take a look first and find a way to resolve this before we return to South Korea Base."
"I'll go with you." Wu Heng also rose and headed outside with her.
The two had already decided to return to South Korea Base to prepare for the satellite launch.
The fleeing gangsters had taken some weapons with them, so they did pose a certain threat.
They had to settle this before leaving.
Qi Hancai nodded, and the two left together.
At the main gate.
By the time Wu Heng and Qi Hancai arrived, a group had already gathered there.
Besides some longtime base residents, there were also the translator, Valentin, and the rescued woman, Tasha.
After several days apart, some hair had grown back on Tasha's shaved head, though it was still very short.
"Leader! Sister Qi!" the old base members greeted them.
Valentin walked over. "Immortal Master! Vice Leader Qi Hancai."
Tasha followed behind him and gave the two a slight bow.
Wu Heng and Qi Hancai nodded and looked toward the main gate.
Several Skeleton Dogs stood guard nearby. On the ground lay a corpse in combat gear, a Sniper Rifle hanging from its body.
The corpse was in a miserable state. Its limbs had been torn off and