"Captain?"
Tiger fell silent for a moment, looking towards You, "Any clues?"
"There are traces of human activity."
After a brief silence, everyone was waiting for Tiger's decision.
For some reason, Dashan felt his palms beginning to sweat, as if he were waiting for a judgment.
He hoped everyone would stay together, but he couldn't bring himself to voice his fears, worried it might influence Tiger's judgment.
After a long silence, recalling the advice he had secretly received from his instructor and Sniper God Carlos, Tiger still decided to err on the side of caution, "We'll stick together."
Efficiency could be sacrificed; ensuring the safety of the team and the success of the mission was the primary concern.
"Phew," Dashan let out a breath, feeling much more relaxed.
Just now, that hallucination-like "imagination" always made his heart feel as if it were being held by an invisible hand, unable to settle, nor to break free.