Chapter 10
The apartment door opened, and Sergei, along with Wanda in her sweatshirt, stepped out into the rain, umbrellas in hand. They got into the car parked on the street. The engine hummed to life, and the car began to slowly move away into the night.
As the car neared the end of the road, several other vehicles quietly followed. Inside one of the SUVs, a man in a combat uniform sitting in the passenger seat pulled a pistol from under his arm, checking it carefully. In the back, three others were inspecting their own gear.
"Captain, besides us, there are others tailing the experimental subjects."
"Let them move first. We'll clean up after. No one leaves alive," the captain replied calmly.
"Understood."
Their conversation was brief, and the mood remained eerily calm. As time passed, the lead car headed towards the suburbs, causing the captain in the passenger seat to frown. An inexplicable unease gnawed at him.
He couldn't pinpoint the source of his discomfort, but it left him feeling guilty and unsettled. Was something off with the operation?
No, it couldn't be—they were just a few ordinary experimental subjects with no awakened abilities.
While he was lost in thought, the driver suddenly slowed down and said, "Captain, the experimental subjects have parked at the abandoned factory."
"They stopped there? Is that their temporary base camp?"
The captain, gripping his gun, pulled out a high-precision infrared telescope and peered through the car window. He saw the vehicle parked in front of an abandoned factory. A man and a woman, the experimental subjects, exited the car and walked inside. The area was desolate; if anything went down here, it wouldn't attract any unwanted attention from the authorities.