Qingquan City, north.
Near the Fifth Ring Road overpass, a six-person squad pressed on slowly along the icy, desolate streets under the howling wind.
Originally, this journey was planned for just five members.
Back at the Central Square of Outpost Base, Chu Guang had gathered four fully armed players, ready to depart. However, before they could leave through the southern gate, Luo Hua caught up with them, expressing his desire to accompany them.
His reason was quite straightforward—
"The carbon dioxide trap might produce a variety of things, and the captain has asked me to go with you. Although it's highly unlikely that the city center holds a large scale storage of dangerous goods, he's still worried you might encounter danger due to mishandling."
When someone offers help out of goodwill, Chu Guang naturally wouldn't refuse.
