Farm, Grain Trade Center
"You guys over there, come give us a hand."
"Careful now, this stuff goes off and it'll send the both of you to meet your ancestors."
"What even is this stuff?"
"These crates are packed with Claymore mines and RPG rocket launchers."
"Where'd you even get these?"
"The military mass-produced them and leaked a small batch out to us, but it's more than enough for what we need."
"Still, leaving dangerous junk like this lying around out in the open—is that really a good idea?"
"Put your mind at ease, this isn't anything you need to worry about. These supplies are just being stored here temporarily; Hecate's going to send people over to haul them away shortly."
"Oh, I see. Never mind then."
Just as the Black Gold Operatives finished unloading everything from the trucks, the roar of motorcycles echoed from the distance.
Chapter 229