"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" (Stop, Walker! This guy hasn't answered my question yet!)
The taller Rat Slave was more wary. It stopped its companion while aiming its rifle at Yang Yi.
"Squeak, squeak!" (Tell me, who exactly are you, which squad do you belong to, and who's your captain!)
It fired off a string of questions, but Yang Yi couldn't answer a single one.
Even if he happened to guess correctly, Yang Yi might face more detailed questioning.
He was screwed now.
Yang Yi hadn't expected his identity to risk exposure as soon as he boarded the Shelter.
Fortunately, he had played plenty of games and had ample experience. He knew there was a universal solution in stealth assassination games-as long as you killed all the witnesses, you could remain in stealth.
That solution worked in reality too. He just had to kill these two Rat Slaves and eliminate all the witnesses, but he had to be quick!
"Squeak, squeak..." (Where exactly did you come from...)
The Rat Slave was still questioning him, but Yang Yi had already moved, astonishingly fast, beyond the Rat Slave's reflexes.
He sent the shorter Rat Slave beside him flying with a single kick, slamming it straight into the taller one with enough force to produce the sharp crack of breaking bones.
But he wasn't done.
Molotov cocktails followed immediately, setting the area around both Rat Slaves ablaze.
He did this to kill the little mice inside the Rat Slaves and prevent them from leaking any information.
Besides, the two Rat Slaves weren't the only things that had come up in the elevator. Several House Mice were also lurking in the shadows.
These House Mice almost blended into their surroundings, but Yang Yi's keen sense of smell let him locate their approximate positions and dispose of