Yoon Jongju who is in charge of logistics for his team, couldn't stand the people from Pyeongseong Safe Zone behavior, but he had no choice but to begrudgingly comply. Pinching his nose as though forced, he gestured, "Follow me."
The rooms provided by the Bangnang Safe Zone were in the same residential building they were currently using. They had only taken refuge here during the ice storm, so many parts of the building remained untouched. The unoccupied rooms were in terrible shape—some didn't even have a decent bed.
"This is the best we've got at the Bangnang Safe Zone. You'll have to make do," Yoon Jongju said, pointing at the rooms.
He wasn't lying.
Among the entire residential building, the best room belonged to the women, and even that was only slightly better.
They had two extra military coats for warmth, but nothing else was valuable.
Even so, that room was shared by the team leader and three other women.
