"Team Leader Lin, where are we going first? Should we send that kid Tyre a message?"
"If he finds out you're here, he'll probably be so excited he'll die."
Standing behind Lin An, Bear Dunce glanced at the surrounding scenery before listlessly gnawing on a chicken leg.
Like Lin An, he had undergone some disguising under Milai's Scalpel.
Lin An had become a handsome young man with delicate features who looked rather mixed-race, making it as difficult as possible for others to identify him.
As for him, he had become a burly man covered in thick hair.
Zhang Tie touched his newly grown "hair," feeling uncomfortable all over.
"Go straight to the church."
"Don't call me Team Leader Lin in front of outsiders. If you need to say anything, use the Team Channel."
"As for Tyre, we don't need to find him for now."
After giving him some simple instructions, Lin An could only helplessly remind Bear Dunce a few more times, given his careless personality.
Since they had chosen to disguise their identities, they naturally had to get every detail right.
Otherwise, he would have no choice but to silence every Survivor he encountered.
That would only add to the killing. Unless it was absolutely necessary, there was no need for that.
Telling Tyre that he had arrived would be tantamount to revealing his whereabouts. Before leaving Soviet Russia, Lin An had no intention of contacting Tyre.
As long as he had the chance to extort a sum from him before leaving, that would be enough.
Of course, it would not matter if he failed. After all, the Soviet Russia War Zone was probably so poor now that even rats had fled.
"Got it!"
After tossing aside the gnawed chicken leg, Bear Dunce let out a satisfied belch, though