Tang Zheng divided the one hundred and twenty people into six teams, each with a unique number for easy command. With the cannon fodders, he planned to take full advantage of them.
After searching the building for half an hour and finding nothing, they had already been attacked by ghouls once. By this point, the female models were persuading Tang Zheng to leave.
"Shut up." Qin Yan yelled, picking up a piece of paper from the dust-covered ground. The paper crumbled instantly under her grip.
"The Russians left in a hurry, they probably destroyed all the data they couldn't take." Lu Fan stepped over a smashed monitor, looking at the messy office and imagining the chaotic scene that had taken place.
"Wasteland scavengers have probably already been here several times." Tan Hui coughed due to the dust, which flew up at the slightest movement, making it very irritating to the nose.
