As Fortress 178’s troops emerged victorious at the front lines, Milo, who was moving through the sewers, had finished cutting through the rebar grating in front of him. He was quietly infiltrating deep into Garrison 146’s military base.
Every time he passed by a manhole cover, he would listen carefully for any movements overhead.
Milo could clearly hear footfalls above him as Ultima Consortium soldiers walked around in their hard-soled boots.
Since he could not just climb up there, he could only estimate the number of garrison troops remaining in the base based on the movements above his head. He needed to do this so he could find a good opportunity to take action.
Through his careful observation, Milo realized the soldiers here still maintained an extremely strict patrolling routine even when the rest of the troops were conducting a citywide search for him.
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