Faced with the group's brainstorming, the team members all looked rather troubled.
"We're not familiar with the layout here, and that other team seems to have some seriously heavy firepower."
"No need to say 'seems.' It is seriously heavy."
Death Row directly corrected Red Dragon's rather tactful phrasing.
"They may not have more people, but their firepower is a lot more vicious than ours."
"More importantly, they're clearly attacking indiscriminately. Anyone who gets close gets shot on sight. If I hadn't reacted quickly just now, my injuries would be a lot worse than they are."
"If we can't take them head-on, is there a chance we could lure them out?"
Ms. Star said after a moment's thought.
"They haven't come out at all..."
This time, before Death Row could say anything, Qing let out a sigh.
Her reminder was enough to make the atmosphere fall silent.
Right. They'd opened fire as soon as they spotted anyone suspicious, but hadn't pursued the intruder even after he'd been wounded and fled.
That team clearly had a very specific objective, and it was probably connected to whatever was inside. It was hard to imagine what they could do to lure them away.
"But either way, it'd be a real shame to let this opportunity slip by..."
Even amid the silence, Red Dragon's muttering voiced what everyone was thinking.
Right. Achieving their goal looked genuinely difficult, but the group had racked their brains every step of the way and had finally managed to reach this point. They couldn't give up now, no matter what.
Not to mention that the fluorescent glow on their bodies, marking their contamination, was still slowly but steadily spreading. No one knew when things might spiral out of control.
"If there's really no other option, we can only try to