Because the two Strategic Department members were not fully conscious, they could not even speak clearly, let alone take stock of Wolf Fang Base's warehouse supplies. It was already good enough that they had not fallen asleep and died in their sleep. Yang Tian promptly waved his hand and had the transport team start moving the goods directly.
The hunters who had accepted this major assignment broke out in cold sweats. They had never seen a base make decisions so casually, completely disregarding procedure!
And that was not all. When these hunters saw the packed supplies in Wolf Fang Base's warehouses, every one of them began sweating profusely.
"So little?!" A high-ranking hunter nearly blurted it out, staring at the Wolf Fang Base personnel in disbelief.
Old Gao from the Logistics Department appeared with a list in hand and said with a cheerful smile, "You may not know this, but Wolf Fang Base has always lacked supplies. Not only are resources scarce, but our population cannot compare to other bases either. Being able to provide this much is already our limit. We have handed over seventy percent of the base's food supplies, and that does not even include the large amount of zombie lure."
The transport team exchanged glances. Seeing that they did not believe him, Old Gao simply opened the doors to each warehouse. A desolate sight immediately entered their view: sparse piles scattered here and there, looking exactly like the aftermath of a robbery.
It was utterly miserable!
The expressions of the hunters all turned somewhat ugly. In that instant, they could not help regretting their previous negative thoughts about Wolf Fang Base. Although it had far fewer goods than the other bases, proportionally speaking, how could they possibly be withholding anything? They were clearly giving everything they