Balin's patience was wearing thin. At this point, he just wanted to charge in alone, take control of everyone inside, and settle the conflict as quickly as possible.
However, his loyal companion, Kikuchi, held him back and cautioned, "Master, don't act rashly! The extent of their radar coverage suggests they are in a heightened state of alert. It's possible that all surveillance and radar data are being transmitted in real-time to the U.S. government. If we take action now, the surveillance footage could reach the Pentagon before we even get inside. If they uncover Masato's true identity, it will only complicate things for him!"
Balin clenched his teeth and asked, "Didn't you say they communicate effectively? Why are they suddenly so cautious?"
Kikuchi shook his head, saying, "I can't figure it out either. The relationships among the major research stations in Antarctica are usually stronger than those between countries. We share a sense of mutual reliance and care down here. Normally, if we drive up to an American research station, people would come out to greet us. This level of vigilance is unprecedented."
Balin frowned, "Could they be aware of the issues at Frozen Mirren Palace?"
RESTRICTED CONTENT
Sorry, this chapter is locked. Only readers with active membership account can access this page.
Visit https://virtual-novel.net/donate/ to have active membership account.
Alternative site is available for free readers (no regular updates for some titles)
OR LOGIN: