Chapter 291: Who else?

"There's trouble back at the garrison!" 

This single report was enough to turn the relatively silent insides of the commanding truck to a perfect silence, undisturbed by even the tiniest and most fleeting noise. 

"What trouble?" 

After the initial shock, Makary was the first one to react. 

"There are some activists swarming our gates," the soldier swiftly reported, raising up from the one knee he fell on once he realized there was no deep shit of a punishment waiting for him for breaking the chain of command. 

He couldn't be blamed, though. 

Given our current situation, we have yet to iron out a method to communicate across my gate. And before we would figure out how to automate the process, relying on human messengers was likely to be the only way to keep up the comms. 

The soldier raised his head… and directed his eyes straight to my face.