Bunker No. 13

"Here... I reckon we'll have to come back."

Before leaving, Ur turned back for one last look at the temple.

"We can investigate this place again later."

Hagrid waved it off without a care, though he did not know whether he would regret abandoning this expedition.

The squad moved through the brush in a tight formation, following the ruts. Though the terrain had changed, Ur was surprised to find that someone had forcibly carved a road from here toward the temple.

Though he was no Mekboy, he knew no driver would ever take a vehicle down paths meant only for wild animals. They had definitely known where they were heading.

Unlike hacking their way forward with blades, those vehicles had easily crushed a gap through the forest wide enough for the entire Kommando squad to pass.

Few Orks could keep up with Ur's pace, especially when his mission had become urgent.

He could not disappoint the Overlord.

His boots crushed dead branches and leaves beneath his feet. He wanted to reach the mission site as quickly as possible. Night had fallen, making it the perfect time to complete the mission.

As the path twisted and turned, more and more faint fluorescence leaked down from the canopy into the forest.

The ground rose and fell everywhere, making the squad's advance feel like surfing.

Strangely, the farther they went along the road, the denser the jungle became behind them. The entire forest looked cursed.

The ruts had been left only a few hours ago, yet vines now covered the ground, and fresh saplings had burst through the soil, nearly half a meter tall.

But plants could not stop Ur.

With his enhanced strength, he could keep hacking through thorns and brambles without pause.

A clump of blood-red thorn trees frantically flung deadly