>>546360731 - Inconclusive
Nhon hasn’t used the zoom function on his eyes for a long time, and it led him to spend a long amount of time trying to adjust his eyes.
Only thing he knows is that warehouse is close to the cracked building where those four people are. The grimy walls and random piles of old objects in buildings makes it hard to tell if the silhouettes are human or not.
This lack of information made their infiltration a lot more tedious, requiring that they manually check most of buildings which are packed close to each other.
After nearly half an hour of walking around, they finally spot the two delinquents through the smell of cigarette smoke.
They’re in the warehouse.
Nhon and Mick easily climb over the crumbling stone walls that surround the warehouse without making much noise.
They overhear a conversation between two guys who are in the warehouse, leaning against the walls while smoking.
“.. take out those guys, don’t worry.”
'Damn, for real?'
“Yeah. Those technical school students won’t get away with that shit.”
'Careful, man. I heard they have actual guns. Not shitty homemade pistols.'
“I got a guy that can sell us US Armies and those boosts. On Sunday, he’ll be in Bangkok. You free?”
'Yeah, yeah. Might as well. Paycheck’s tomorrow anyways.'
Cont.
