Another adult was behind him, pointing a gun at him, and the Chinese man was also wrapped in a timer-rigged device.
These bastards.
They really stop at nothing.
He touched his headset and relayed these details to Elijah Hastings.
"Is your platoon leader over forty years old, 1.7 meters tall, with single eyelids and tiger teeth?"
"Yes."
"Then you need to watch out, they're coming. Your platoon leader has a timer bomb strapped to him, handcuffs on his wrists, and a gun pointed at his back. However, it looks like they didn't bring his family."
Elijah Hastings's expression remained calm, but his clenched fists showed that his mood was not as peaceful as it appeared.
As the group arrived at the statue's location, Elijah stepped forward to meet them.
"Remove the timer bomb from his body, and unlock his handcuffs." Elijah took out the leather bag while showing the hand grenade attached to its side.
