Kaijie's mercenary team was not a local organization, and they had received the assignment at short notice. With no time to prepare ammunition in advance, they had rushed to Country X for the mission.
As a result, most of their weapons had been looted from local arms factories or, privately, from arms dealers.
This meant their sources were scattered. The warehouse before them was one of the fruits of their plundering.
"The warehouse can be divided into two sections. The front section has windows on all four sides for ventilation, while the rear section doesn't have a single window. That's probably where they store the weapons."
"If we want to get the weapons, we'll need to get inside, pass their defensive line, and open an iron door before we can reach them. Generally, there are bound to be two people guarding the armory entrance. Getting in will be a problem."
On the building opposite the warehouse, Hu Feiwei held a pair of military binoculars and made an assessment based on his past experience.
"From my preliminary observations, there are at least ten people stationed inside the warehouse, with a ten-man squad patrolling around the outside."
Ye Xunzhi turned and quickly left.
"Let's go to the warehouse windows and check inside before deciding our next move."
"Okay." Hu Feiwei promptly got up and hurried after her.
Evading the patrol was easy for the two of them. They soon reached the window on the fourth side, the spot closest to the armory entrance.
Ye Xunzhi quietly peered inside and immediately saw a boy tied to a chair, struggling violently.
He was around seventeen or eighteen, with short chestnut hair and a thin frame. He was struggling with all his might.
A masked mercenary stood beside him. Hearing his struggles, the man sneered.