Song Fan hid in the bushes, squinting at the group of people.
There were two types of searchers: those with guns, who seemed familiar with each other. Though she couldn't understand their language, their gestures and the way they moved in small groups indicated they were mercenaries, and very coordinated.
The others were dressed like the fishermen she had seen on the boat, mostly unarmed or carrying wooden sticks. The man who had given her the coat was among them.
But in this group, Song Fan finally heard some words she could understand. Though the voices were faint, it gave her some comfort knowing communication wouldn't be impossible.
As the group ran in the direction she had previously fled, Song Fan knew she couldn't stay long. She was aware of the mercenaries' skills. She turned and headed deeper into the dense forest.
Because Song Fan had two guns, the searchers were cautious. If she decided to fire, it could cost them dearly.
