After catching his breath, Wang Tao and Jiang Shixue took a wide detour heading towards the entrance of the sports center. The vehicles of the fourth squadron were all parked there.
It was already evening by the time Wang Tao arrived at the entrance of the sports center, and he immediately furrowed his brow.
The vehicles were still there, but not a single person was in sight.
Upon closer inspection, well, well, the tires had all been slashed? The gas tanks were leaking too!
"Sabotage?"
Seeing the neat incisions on the tires, Wang Tao's brow furrowed instantly.
At that moment, the walkie-talkie on Wang Tao's body rang.
"Crackle... Brother Wang, look behind you!"
Wang Tao turned his head and saw on a building not far away, over a dozen stories tall, someone was waving a red flag. That person was Nie Siyan.
Wang Tao didn't bother with the vehicles and ran immediately towards the building.
