Shen Bing and the others were all very familiar with this sight. Rather than leave, they waited nearby.
The Level 1 Gene-Enhancement Drug was not particularly potent, so the unconsciousness would not last long. There was no need to worry about losing too much time.
Thorne began making calls to arrange things. Neither ropes several thousand meters long nor oxygen equipment were available here, so someone would naturally have to deliver them.
It had to be said that the Blade Mercenary Corps was astonishingly efficient. Anyone else would have needed at least half a day to assemble several sets of such equipment in a godforsaken place like Siniel. The Blade Mercenary Corps, however, had everything ready in less than half an hour.
Others could only envy them. After all, every one of their squads had a luxury Skyflying Car.
And these were specially made stealth models, available only internally. Not something to mess with.
Three burly Western men entered the cave, each carrying a large case. They respectfully greeted their boss, Shen Bing, and their chief instructor, Thorne, before setting the cases down.
"Stay and help," Thorne said. "But everything you see today must remain confidential. Not a single word to anyone."
"Yes, Chief Instructor, sir!"
Their loyalty was beyond question, so they could be trusted with the work.
Following Thorne's instructions, the three men unpacked the cases, taking out three ropes and three compact oxygen supply units.
These were not ordinary oxygen tanks sold on the market, but equipment issued internally by the Blade Mercenary Corps for special missions.
An ordinary oxygen tank merely contained compressed oxygen, enough for two or three hours at most.
These units, however, contained liquid oxygen. Their endurance was in a completely different league. Lasting a day or two would be no problem.
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