"It's almost time...looks like those on the ship are approaching the warehouse," Muttered Wick, staring at the radar.
The warehouse is only about a hundred meters from the shore, so the ship isn't too far from where we are. But if we expose ourselves too early, and give them enough time to set sail and get away, it'll be too dangerous to chase after them since the water is teeming with Monsters.
I know we heard the terrorists mention that the ship's crew have some sort of powder that puts Monsters to sleep, but we don't know how effective that might be. It could simply repel Monsters instead of putting them to sleep.
"So, what's the plan?" Inquired Nevon, cracking his knuckles.