Early in the morning, in the human camp.
The sun was shining, and several patrolling soldiers were taking turns.
It was already the third day since they arrived at the protected area.
Fortunately, with the attraction of the giant snow ridge spruce, the mutated creatures here did not notice the existence of the camp.
Everything was relatively calm.
The camp was also secretly gathering strength, waiting for the second time to attack.
The Communicator brought his special earpiece as usual, manually controlling the channel to receive the message from the base.
At this moment, a thick male voice entered his ears.
“Snow Ridge Spruce Protection Zone, Snow Ridge Spruce Protection Zone, this is the Zhu State Support Corps, can you hear me?”
Hearing this, the communicator quickly took out his walkie-talkie and quickly replied.
“This is the temporary camp of the Snow Ridge Spruce Protection Zone, you can hear me.”
