"Alright, lead the way," Elena said, trying to sense if they were part of the group secretly watching them.
The way Lieutenant Fern and his men behaved seemed sincere, but she still wanted to find out if their gratitude was real or just an act.
For now, she was curious about what those scientists truly wanted from them.
"Sure, please follow us," Lieutenant Fern replied, carrying boxes of Paradise Ointment with his men as they headed back to the southern camp.
As they walked, they talked about the situation in the area.
Many officers had been injured by the mutated creatures, and their bites were poisonous—making the need for medicine even more urgent.
After a few minutes, the southern camp finally came into view. Officers were actively fighting off the mutated pests.
The sound of missiles and gunfire filled the air, along with the desperate shouts of officers calling for help.
It was clear they were struggling against the relentless swarm.
