After dealing with the two individuals, Lin Yuan began to carefully examine the layout of this floor.
This floor was not large, only about 70 square meters. Most of the space was filled with computer and communication equipment, as well as some cardboard boxes. It seemed this was the communication tower of the Eternal Life Cult. With such a long antenna on top, it should be sufficient.
Turning around, Lin Yuan realized he had misjudged. There was a load-bearing pillar in the middle of this floor, but it seemed superfluous. Instruments were operating on it.
"Could it be that the entire load-bearing pillar of this tower is a communication antenna?"
"Bang."
A cardboard box nearby suddenly fell, interrupting his self-muttering.
Something was there?!
Picking up his gun again, Lin Yuan slowly approached the area surrounded by cardboard boxes.
"Bang," a cardboard box flew over fiercely, but Lin Yuan dodged it easily by tilting his head.
However, the scene beneath the cardboard box made him unable to relax.
It turned out that the cardboard boxes had surrounded a large iron cage, inside which three women were imprisoned.
One of the women covered her mouth and looked at him, her expression the same as when Louisiana saw Superman save the world. (read novel)
The other two women huddled in a corner, trembling. They were covered in bruises, but their faces were not. "eon!"
Reliable!
Giving a thumbs-up, Lin Yuan pretended to be angry and replied:
"Shit! Can you not disturb us when we're having fun!"
"t02, stop messing around with women all day, you'll die on their bellies sooner or later. Alright, let's talk business. Why isn't this intel encrypted?"
"It's the Holy Mother's order, how dare I ask. Perhaps she wants to make a move on China again?"
As expected, the other side immediately ceased communication upon hearing that it was an order from the Holy Mother. They dared not question it.
They didn't want to face the Holy Mother's punishment and were even thinking of offering something to t02 to prevent him from revealing this inquiry.
With the communication shut down, Lin Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief. His guess was correct. For a cult organization like the Eternal Life Cult, the orders from the higher-ups were always paramount. Their reverence for the Holy Mother had reached a pathological level.
Without a word, Lin Yuan gestured for the three to follow.
They reached the middle floor, which was a bathroom.
"Hurry up and take a shower, wash yourselves clean." This was not due to Lin Yuan'sæŽç (germophobia) or pity for them.
It was mainly because the smell could attract pursuers.
"Really?!!!"
"Quickly!"
"OMG, I love you!" x3
The three women never expected this capricious man to let them shower. They saw him as an angel!
Knowing that time was of the essence, they entered together, applying body wash and scrubbing each other's backs, washing both quickly and thoroughly.
Five minutes later, the three stood naked before Lin Yuan, their hair still wet.
"Dry your hair," Lin Yuan said coldly.
Sometimes, after seeing too many gruesome scenes, one would lose interest in other things.
Lin Yuan's mind still occasionally flashed back to the scenes in the Ivomonna Church.
He had no intention of appreciating the scenery before him.
They exchanged glances, wasting no words. One blew-dried while the other two helped shake her hair, drying it quickly.
Going out with wet hair in this weather might result in freezing into an ice sculpture after just a few steps.
Therefore, there were also hair dryers inside the tower.
It was ten minutes later when the three finished drying their hair. Fortunately, the distant lights had not appeared, indicating that the reinforcements sent by the tower had not yet returned, having been held up by the Traveler organization.
As expected, they were reliable! Worth every penny spent to hire them.
Reliable!
"Put on new clothes."
Lin Yuan stood at the doorway of the second floor, handing them clothes one by one. This floor was the supply storage room, filled with clothes as well as weapons and equipment.
Lin Yuan picked up a grenade launcher and threw away his Vector. He also kept an M500, leaving only 50 rounds of ammunition. He kept only 100 rounds of special armor-piercing rounds for his FN57. He filled the freed-up space with incendiary grenades and replenished his throwing weapons.
It could be said that his equipment had been upgraded.