Song Hui shouted for a good while, but there was no response from inside the house.
If they delayed any longer, they wouldn't make it back to the shelter and would have to go hungry for a day.
A sinister glint appeared in Lin Zu's eyes as he goaded, "Captain Song, with so many of us, there's no need to fear them. Let's just charge in!"
Jiao Weisong, still dwelling on his near-death experience moments ago, said, "Captain, they're illegally hoarding firearms. That makes them dangerous. We should go in and apprehend them!"
Song Hui's gaze turned icy. "Do you have any proof? A search warrant?"
Jiao Weisong faltered, then said defiantly, "But these are special circumstances."
"Civilians might get a pass during these times, but what special privilege do you have? Being weak doesn't automatically make you right! If you act on a one-sided story, you could be harming an entire innocent family!"
"All personnel, fall in! We're returning to the shelter immediately!"
