The intense gunshots in the forest ahead came to a stop. It sounded like the Panaqua Consortium had completed its sweep of the outer perimeter. All of the wild animals that could pose a threat to them had been eliminated.
Raphael whispered to Milo, “This is when the Panaqua Consortium will set up the observation posts around the perimeter. Even with their manpower, they won’t be able to lock down such a large area with just several hundred people.”
“How many people are there in a Panaqua Consortium combat brigade?” Milo asked.
Raphael hesitated before saying, “Approximately 4,000 to 5,000, but it’s impossible they would mobilize all of them. After all, they still have to consider keeping order in the stronghold.”
“No...” Milo shook his head and said, “I don’t think there’s a big problem in the stronghold. Will the people in a stronghold dare to rebel in just a few days? That’s impossible. So we have to be prepared that they have turned out in full force with at least a few thousand people.”
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