As soon as Team Charlie signaled that they were in position, the two at the jeep aimed precisely at the hill where the soldiers were, while those from the headquarters pointed their guns at Team Alpha’s location, never lowering their guard. 0

Perhaps it was due to the unusual bird call or the mercenaries’ vast experience, but they instantly recognized it as a human sound. Either way, thirty mercenaries were now aiming their guns at the other Foreign Legion teams. This situation was far worse than someone ordering pork cutlet from a Chinese restaurant or demanding pig's feet from a chicken place.0

The situation had gotten messy without even catching a glimpse of Umbembe's bald head. 0

Are we just going to keep hiding and watching?0

While Kang Chan waited for orders, the mercenaries started the engines of the trucks and jeeps.0

Vroom! Vroom!0

Above the vehicular noises, he heard a door open. It seemed the bald man was about to leave. The building was blocking Team Bravo’s vision, preventing them from doing anything, while the trucks obscured Teams Alpha and Charlie’s view of the entrance.0

Right now, waiting for the bald man to return could be the wisest move.0

Gillot said we’ll wait for three days anyway,...0