Half an hour later, under the ruins of a sand dune.
This was the exit of the underground river. Luo Zheng and his men emerged from the underground river here. It was a good place to hide. The troops quietly lurked to rest, as continuous running had consumed a lot of physical strength. More importantly, how to fight next? There had to be a plan; they couldn't act recklessly. Luo Zheng climbed to the top of the sand dune and calmly observed the surroundings for a while. After confirming there was no danger, he opened the signal device to connect to the satellite.
The signal device quickly connected with headquarters, and Lan Xing's delighted greeting came through. Luo Zheng didn't have time for pleasantries and said in a deep voice: "The people were sent away an hour ago. Elder Ma picked them up. Is there any news of Ghost Hand?"
