After resolving the laughable "Monkey King diplomacy" in the Eastern Forest, the Patrol Hunting Squad took a short break, then turned its attention to the next tough challenge provided by Outpost 04: the pack of dogs in the Western City Ruins.
Unlike the monkeys, with whom they had established a degree of "communication," the dog pack occupying the ruins of the old-world city was, according to their intelligence, purely bestial—vicious, cunning, and deeply hostile toward humans. They were led by at least three War General Level chiefs and numbered in the hundreds, posing the main obstacle to Outpost 04's westward expansion and resource recovery.
(Inner thought): "A dog pack? Perfect! They don't look like the sort you can sit down and negotiate with! Finally, I can cut loose and have a proper fight! Three War General Level beasts—I hope they'll give this king a chance to stretch his muscles!"
With that expectation, the convoy set off once more, heading for the steel jungle, eroded by time and mutated plants.
Before they had even fully entered the heart of the ruins, a stench of rust, decay, and the strong musk of wild beasts assaulted their noses.
The shattered high-rises looked like the bones of giants, tilting toward the ashen sky. Collapsed concrete and twisted rebar blocked the streets. Abandoned vehicles had rusted into bizarre sculptures, and vines and moss covered everything.
The terrain was extremely complex.
Watching the labyrinthine images of the ruins sent back by the drones, Wang Deshui furrowed his brow. "This place is perfect for guerrilla warfare and ambushes."
They chose a relatively open intersection as a temporary base, then sent out scouts Li Ning and Zhang Yong. Using miniature drones fitted with silenced rotors, they slipped into the depths of the ruins without a sound, searching for