This was a batch of Wolf Fang Base's Vigilance Team. They wore uniform uniforms and identical firearms, standing ramrod-straight outside each building in pairs, their expressions blank.
"Where's Yuan Min?" Murong Luocheng asked the two guards at the door, holding a Go board in his arms.
The Vigilance Team members guarding the entrance looked Murong Luocheng up and down, their faces stern. "Military restricted area. Unauthorized personnel are forbidden from approaching!"
Murong Luocheng froze. "Wasn't this where I met with Wolf Fang's Foreign Affairs Department yesterday? How did it become a military restricted area?"
"It was yesterday. From today onward, it isn't." The guard who answered remained severe, even tightening his grip on his weapon. "If you are not a Wolf Fang Base soldier, leave immediately. Today is the handover day. If you're still here tomorrow, you'll be greeted with bullets!"
Murong Luocheng was completely dumbfounded. What was going on?
Everything had been fine, so why were they suddenly driving people away? They had received no news whatsoever. And what did this handover mean?
As expected of someone from the Southern Capital Base, Murong Luocheng quickly took out his badge and identified himself. Only after considerable effort did he manage to get the full story.
But once he heard it, Murong Luocheng's confusion instantly turned into shock!
"Moving to Anluo City?!" His face was filled with horror. "All the survivors and Wolf Fang's management personnel? The Foreign Affairs Department too? Today?!"
Murong Luocheng practically sprayed saliva as he uttered those final two words, showing just how shocked he was.
"That's right." The soldier nodded without expression. "Since you're an envoy from Southern Capital, please go to Anluo City and find the Foreign Affairs Department. This is Wolf Fang's military base. Those who are not members of the Wolf Fang Regiment