Several minutes ago.
Several cars came from the dark, remote, and quiet rural road, their bright headlights illuminating the rugged road as they stopped at the side of the small town, turning off the lights and engines.
Allen Zhang got out of the car, looking at the pitch-dark town, where only a few homes had lights on, and the rest seemed uninhabited.
He took out his phone to check the signal source location, nodded, "This is the place, everyone prepare your weapons. The enemy is likely ready in advance."
Minutes earlier, Blitz had sent him a new message, informing him that the other party might have detected his signal tracking method, and it was very likely that they had made preparations in advance, advising him to be extra cautious.
The lads from Texas got out of the cars, also took out their firearms and checked them.
Allen Zhang also put on a bullet-proof vest, fully armed, and once everyone was ready, he immediately led them to the ranch in the small town.
