Chương 53: Whoa, what's that black figure?

In the ruins, on the stage of the shattered theatre, a supply box landed right in the center. With it as the center, there were several groups of people hidden in the surrounding ruins, all waiting quietly.

"I noticed at least two groups of people nearby. We shouldn't rush to take it. Understand?"

In the crown of a fallen tree on the north side of the theatre, two men were squatting. One was holding a crossbow, the other a shield and a sword. The one speaking was the one with the crossbow.

"That's a given." The man with the sword smiled slightly, then frowned, "But, if no one goes to get it, are we just going to sit here and wait?"

"What's the hurry? Let's see how things play out."

"Alright, if nothing happens, cover my back."

"You're feeling brave today, huh?"

"Darn!"

...

On the south side of the theatre, three people were squatting in the ruins of a half-broken house's second floor.