Mad Arab

After the initial wave of shock, Xue Ba spoke into the communicator. "Team B, come here to meet up immediately. Snipers, provide support while on the move!"

"Copy that. Rendezvous in four minutes," the leader of team B, Yang Henan, answered. "Move, move, move."

"Captain, all those small rocks have completely submerged," Lin Mo said severely. This change made him want to raise his middle finger. They had studied the stone wall for so long, but nothing had happened. Yet, once Gu Jun got near, it crumbled. What kind of reasoning was behind this? They were all looking down the underground tunnel, wondering where it led.