"Rangga... are you okay?!" a voice was heard from a distance while half running towards him. Someone with an athletic upright posture while carrying a long-barreled rifle he was quite familiar with.
“Lieutenant Satria..?!
"Oh, thank goodness I thought...?"
"You turned out to be fine..., hurry up and help me now!" while signaling Rangga to follow his movements. While first taking his karambit and handing over the firearm belonging to the mysterious hooded man who had fled.
“Pack up and wait for me to come back looking for a vehicle to transport the corpse of this poor sniper!” commanded lieutenant Satria or what was known as the lone wolf.
Without saying a word, Rangga immediately carried out what was ordered by the lone wolf to wrap his body with a small wound on his head. "Really wei
