บท 934: Chapter 819: You Are Only Worth This Much (Subscribe please!)

After listening to his subordinate's report.

Belev was stunned.

His heart ached.

The Ammunition Depot held the vast majority of his tribe's ammunition. Its value was incalculable, but it was at least worth ten million dollars. Now, with it all gone up in flames, Belev's grief was more than just emotional.

His entire body ached with the loss.

What to do next wasn't the key issue.

The key was who the hell had done it.

These things couldn't just explode on their own.

"Chief, Chief..." his subordinate was calling him.

Belev snapped back to reality and, looking at his subordinate, quickly asked, "Was anyone injured?"

"No, the entire area around the Ammunition Depot is open ground. Only the enclosure wall was blown down," the subordinate hurriedly explained. To prevent infiltration, the entire area within a hundred meters of the Ammunition Depot was laid with a cement floor.

The floodlights shone down.

Making it easier to keep watch.