Petrovsky knows he no longer has time to hesitate.
"Abandon 'Canyon No.1'!"
He ordered decisively, "All units, change route! Head northeast into the 'Yellow Plain'! Increase vehicle speed to the safety limit! 'Hawkeye,' proceed with the drone, scout five kilometers ahead in a fan formation, focusing on searching for ground vehicle tracks, heat sources, and possible sniping points! 'Signal,' continue trying to contact Central Command, update our position and route changes!"
"Understood!"
The convoy changed course again, leaving this crisis-ridden mountain area and heading towards the vast wasteland.
The sky is brightening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The eastern horizon gradually turns reddish-orange, as darkness ebbs away like the tide.
Dawn is breaking.
Song Heping glanced at the light outside the vehicle, his brow furrowing.
Daybreak.
This is definitely not good for the secret operation squad.
