In the middle of Mount Tao, the cave dug by the old Japanese workers now became the temporary resting place for Schneider and the others.
This was a cave that was very suitable for defense. It had a narrow and blocked hole and a wide enough internal size. When Bai Xiaojing passed the narrow entrance, she roughly measured the narrow width of the entrance.
It was not enough to stop her tigers. As for their firearms, she thought they didn't exist.
She curiously looked at the hollow pottery mountain, with some old tools scattered in the middle. Although the things that were easily washed away by time, such as wood, or the metal that had completely disappeared, and other things that were not invaded by time, they were still kept.
"Ah?" Bai Xiaojing looked at the side of her feet in surprise
