The pale sky was mixed with deep mist, a dew hung on the glass reflecting the empty street, and the room not far away was still lit with orange-yellow light.
In the early hours of the morning.
Su Changxing returned to the vicinity of the base, and the environment here had also changed, with guards at the door and four machine guns openly set up on the roof of the entrance and exit.
"Hello, the area ahead has been designated as a military zone, so please show the relevant documents," shouted a young soldier in black tactical clothing when he saw Su Changxing approaching.
Su Changxing looked around and found seven or eight people nearby, both openly and covertly, then asked, "Are you also with Team Seventeen?"
The young soldier paused at his words and did not respond. Instead, he continued, "Please show the documents."
Su Changxing took out his documents from his chest and handed them to him.
