In the darkness outside of Stronghold 88, a convoy of transport trucks were driving on the northern highway.
When they arrived at the stronghold, the private troops in charge of guarding the gate carried out a simple search before letting them through. As these were the Radianz Consortium’s transport trucks, the private troops did not dare to stick their noses in too much. But shortly after the convoy entered the stronghold, the figure of a young man rolled out from under the truck. He stood up and dusted himself while looking around cautiously.
It was late at night, so there wasn’t really anyone around.
Milo walked in the shadows of the streets as he quickly made his way to where Donti and the others were living. Raphael was the one who taught him how to get into the stronghold that way, and it was surprisingly useful.
He would get there soon. During this time, Milo did not encounter anyone on patrol.
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