Early the next morning, Jiang Lan had just crawled out of his tent when he saw Zhou Yi standing beside the campfire, looking rather grim.
"Orders came in. The mission's suspended. All mobile squads are to return to the city."
Jiang Lan froze.
"Back to the city?"
"The situation on the front line has changed. The Military needs to adjust its perimeter deployments, so all Mobile Team patrols have been suspended," Zhou Yi said. "Pack up. We head back in half an hour."
Jiang Lan nodded and went back to his tent to pack.
Old Zhang muttered as he took down his tent.
"We're pulling out on just the third day. Things up ahead must really be getting rough."
Old Wang said nothing, but his expression was hardly relaxed either.
They worked quickly and finished packing in less than twenty minutes.
The mobile squads set off one after another, heading toward the Base City.
Once they reached the north gate, the squads went their separate ways.
Zhou Yi looked at Jiang Lan and patted his shoulder.
"We'll wait for word from the Military about what comes next. Go home and rest for now."
"Okay."
Zhou Yi hesitated, then added, "Thanks for all your hard work these past two days."
Jiang Lan merely smiled at that.
"It's not like I was the only one working hard."
Everyone had put in work, and he had gotten the lion's share of the rewards, so naturally, he had no complaints.
"I'm off, then."
With that, Jiang Lan nodded to the others in farewell.
After entering the city, Jiang Lan took a taxi straight home.
It was only nine in the morning when he got back.
Shen Qingqiu had already left for work. Rather than go looking for him, Jiang Lan headed straight into the