Maya was not good at acting, so she recited the lines she had thought of, "I'm fine, but I can't speak for Lin Wu. However, as long as there's loot, he seems tireless. And don't hold a grudge against him, he's just thinking about the mission."
Shadow shook his head, "What's my status? How could I possibly haggle with some greenhorn? Here's our new target: the cold storage plant. The cold storage plant covers an area of ten thousand square meters. I only have the basic layout, not sure about the NPC weapons and their locations. Armed personnel: 5-8."
Maya called out, "Lin Wu."
Lin Wu, holding a cup of latte, replied, "I'm here."
As Lin Wu approached the east side of the backyard where Maya was about to speak, the cup in his hand suddenly shattered, and Shadow next to him staggered back two steps, looking down at his chest to see blood gushing out nonstop.
Dashuang, on the eastern outpost, saw it clearly and cried out in horror, "Shadow, there's a huge hole in your back."
