The man in the checkered shirt and glasses at the front asked Orlando, "Sir, we were all on vacation, but because we were lost, we failed to go out for a few days. We lost our luggage and almost starved to death. Do you know how to get out of here?"
Orlando kept silent. He just looked at the man. It was impossible to tell what Orlando was thinking about.
The man looked at Orlando's subordinates behind him again and continued to talk with them.
"Sir, it seems that you are also preparing to leave the mountain. Why not go together? We can also accompany each other."
The man was passionate. Instead, Orlando put on a poker face.
He sized up the seven or eight men behind the man in the checker-shirt.
Having stayed in the army, Orlando was instinctively very wary of strangers who had suddenly appeared.