"Damn it! What happened?"
"No. 7," Sean Martin asked angrily, "I asked you to monitor the movements in the state. Is there anything unusual?"
"Instructor," Number Seven replied immediately, "I just got the news. The garrison in the state of Colorado has just issued a notice for a night drill. The location is near the Earth Mountain!"
Sean Martin clenched his fists.
Why did they have to do it at this time? Was the heavens trying to make things difficult for him?
Under normal circumstances, when a drill was carried out, it was almost always the cooperation of multiple units, so it was understandable that the signal was blocked.
"Instructor, what do we do now?"
"Retreat!"
"Could our plan have been exposed?"
"..."
For a moment, the eight mercenaries began to pay attention.
This was a serious problem!
