Meanwhile...
While the enemy base was in total chaos, with uninvited people roaming around it, Atlas’s surroundings were peaceful. After sending Mark and Hugo inside the territory, he stayed at a distance just in case. In terms of fighting, he couldn’t do any of that. He was also sure they would be running nonstop, and even though he jogged regularly, he knew they would be sprinting inside.
So, nope.
Besides, Hugo and Mark were already inside. If Mint and Penny were added to the list, Zoren, Benjamin, and Slater would be fine.
"I can hear a lot of gunfire and shouting," he whispered, although the sound was already muffled in this distance. "I’m sleepy."
Atlas resisted yawning, hoping they would finish soon so he could rest. When he managed to stop a yawn, he snapped his eyes toward the building several meters away. He blinked and blinked, his brows furrowing slightly when he saw some movement.
The remnants of sleepiness disappeared in an instant, hiding behind a tree. Peeking over the trunk, he narrowed his eyes to check who it was.
It could be Mark with everyone. After all, this was their rendezvous point. According to the gang member, this exit hadn’t been used in a while, so Mark had to climb over it.
’I hope it’s them,’ Atlas thought.
Atlas waited in the darkness, and soon saw two figures came crawling out of the gates. However, they didn’t go over it, but rather underneath, where thick, untrimmed bushes grew.
"Those are..." he trailed off, stepping out of the shadows as he approached the figures.
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Meanwhile...
"Ah..." Benjamin huffed in exhaustion, sitting in the mud without care. "That’s it, I’m tired. I’m dead."
Slater, on the other hand, dusted off his trousers. He and Benjamin had found their way out. Although there were enemies along the way, Slater managed to take them down. Benjamin helped a bit, but together, they found an escape route.
After a moment, Benjamin looked up at Slater, his excitement bubbling over. "Third Brother, we made it!" A surge of energy filled him. "That was pretty easy, don’t you think?"
Although they’d encountered a few enemies, they were fewer than expected. Benjamin and Slater had braced themselves for more opposition, but it had surprisingly gone smoothly.
"Mhm." Slater hummed, breathing heavily as he studied Benjamin’s face. After a beat, he offered his hand. "Get up. We’re still in the enemy’s territory. We need to get out of here as quickly as possible."
For a second, Benjamin hesitated before nodding with determination. He grabbed Slater’s hand, letting him pull him up. Just as they were about to flee, they noticed a figure approaching from the corner of their eyes.
"Third Brother!" Benjamin panicked and quickly hid behind Slater.
Slater, on the other hand, raised the rifle he’d looted and pointed it at the figure. The second he did, all he saw was a figure with its hand raised. When he heard the person’s voice, Slater froze, while Benjamin furrowed his brows.
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