The two squad leaders looked at each other, both seeing the unmistakable unease in the other's eyes. To be honest, they weren't afraid of a full-on assault. After all, there were hundreds of people at the base, and every one of them was awakened. If the enemy came at them openly, at least they'd know what they were dealing with.
What scared them was this kind of attack, appearing and vanishing without a trace. They had no idea what was going on.
They could clearly hear the enemy alert siren blaring over there, but could they leave their positions and rush to help? Obviously not.
Their assigned sector was here. They had to hold it and couldn't leave, not even for a step.
Ever since their sector had been attacked, they couldn't help growing suspicious of everything. They kept imagining countless enemies lurking beyond the edge of their sight, ready to launch an all-out assault on the base at any moment.
That was the greatest weakness of Xie Chun's Gang. They had no experience with hard-fought battles and had barely undergone any proper, routine training. Whenever fighting broke out, their lack of professionalism and discipline became painfully obvious.
The enemy alert sirens kept sounding one after another, creating the illusion throughout the rest of the base that attacks were coming from every direction. Were they surrounded?
Had the military and the government forces mobilized together to wipe out the entire base?
The base also lacked any centralized command or communication. At a time like this, the disadvantage of Xie Chun not being at the base became clear.
If Xie Chun had been there in command, he could have personally sent the Guard Camp to coordinate across the base, shared information with every camp at once, and calmed everyone down. At