When they drove back, it was already late.
After dusk fell, the guards at the Elk Gathering Place increased significantly. Su Ziyu looked up and saw two soldiers wearing exoskeleton armor, one of whom had a special paint on his chest, seemingly a symbol of a brown bear.
The car was stopped before it approached the gate.
"Death's Claw?!" The officer with the paint on his chest came over, took off his helmet, and looked at the large and ferocious head of Death's Claw with a shocked expression. He touched the slightly damaged horn on its head and exclaimed, "It's true! It's the one near our camp!"
"I made this wound with an RPG back then!"
After speaking, he turned to look at Su Ziyu in the driver's seat, sized him up, and said, "Wilderness Hunter?"
"Yes." Su Ziyu asked directly, "Can we come in?"
"We haven't had dinner yet."
