Another hour passed.
The convoy arrived before an icy cliff, and everyone got out of their vehicles.
"Don't turn off the engines!"
Nikolai Brett, a typical white man, shouted loudly.
The next second.
Woods took out a flare gun and fired a signal flare into the dark sky ahead.
As the gunshot rang out.
A brilliant burst of light illuminated the entire area.
Below them lay a snow-covered town.
"This was a whaling station abandoned by the Japanese in 1904. According to your satellite imagery, the Pyramid is directly below us."
Woods explained to the 'boss,' Weyland, standing beside her.
With that settled, there was no need for further discussion. The convoy drove into town to rest briefly.
Meanwhile, the mercenaries split into teams, carrying red-hot flare sticks as they checked the area.
But Kuro, Lucci, Robin, and Bruno did not.
Because Kuro had already persuaded the 'boss,' Weyland, and the 'captain,' Max.
To accept his suggestion of assigning personal guards to the three important individuals.
He himself, however, was in a bit of a bind.
Because 'Captain' Max remained at 'Boss' Weyland's side at all times.
There was simply no need for Kuro to stay with him constantly.
Still, he lingered nearby in the capacity of 'vice-captain,' with no intention of going out to work.
Max did not stop him, assuming the man either wanted to slack off or curry favor with the boss.
Outside.
Bruno, dressed in yellow winter gear, watched the 'chemical engineer' Miller trying to enter an abandoned building.
"Woods warned us earlier not to act alone."
But Miller waved it off. "Aren't you with me? Then I'm not alone."
After the two entered the cluttered building, Miller first surveyed their surroundings before taking out a camera and handing it to Bruno.
"Here, take a picture