"Mercenaries?"
"Yes, President, our people have suffered casualties, and we are not yet certain about the specific extent of the losses. We can infer that Xu Qigang has already led his team to withdraw, but as to where they've retreated, I am still tracking them."
Qin Yue's tracking skills are unparalleled in the Southern regions, and with so many clues left at the scene, he was bound to find them.
"How confident are you in your tracking?"
In serious moments, the typically concise and fluent Qin Yue paused for several seconds on the satellite phone, likely further confirming the situation on-site. The anxious hearts of the communications staff were in their throats.
Qin Yue always brimmed with audacity, acting with boldness and decisiveness. The fact that he hesitated for so long surely meant he had no certainty. It reminded them of that time in the Southern Border Rescue Field, where he had not hesitated even if there was a mere one percent chance.
