Teng Hongming, covered in injuries, burst through the door, his arms and face smeared with scrapes and blood.
He took a few steps forward and grabbed Zhang Biyun, dragging her. "What are you dawdling for? Let's go. They're about to attack."
'Damn that Golden City Base. They have no honor at all, actually daring to make a real move on us.'
"Where's the Base Chief?"
"The Base Chief has already been moved to safety. Hurry up and come with me." Teng Hongming dragged the woman toward the door.
Zhang Biyun, still frantically gathering the makeup on the table, said, "Wait, what's the rush? Why are they suddenly attacking?"
"Didn't the Base Chief say he would talk this over with the people from Golden City Base?"
"Talk? What's there to talk about? Their cargo planes are already over our base, loading up supplies."
'This is completely intolerable! Isn't this just blatant robbery?'
