The Westerner held the walkie-talkie, his expression solemn.
The others beside him continued to observe.
"Please mark the specific location, over."
Soon, a voice came through the walkie-talkie, also with a Western accent.
"Understood, understood."
The leading middle-aged Westerner responded, then took out a device similar to a computer and began to operate it.
Clearly, they had been preparing for this moment for a long time, and now was critical.
However, since Mount Tai is large and quite mysterious, marking the location was difficult.
Of course, for this person, it didn't need to be very specific.
An approximate location was sufficient.
After completing this, he transmitted the location out.
"It's almost ready, continue to follow, ensure the target is not lost, but be careful, don't follow too closely."
At this time, the leader spoke, a sinister gleam flashing in his eyes: "When the missile launches, we could easily be affected."
