The droning snores filled the dark outer room.
Jiang Yan glanced at the entrance, where a warrior tasked with sentry duty was wrapped in two layers of white snow wolf fur, sleeping soundly.
She checked the time; it was not even seven o'clock in the morning.
It was just getting light out, with small, sparse snowflakes drifting down, giving better visibility than during the previous blizzard.
She swept her gaze around the room, then tiptoed towards the entrance.
The warrior awoke instantly, springing up with his gun at the ready.
Jiang Yan was almost startled.
It seemed that the vigilance and counterattack capabilities of the warriors at Yaoben Base were ingrained in their muscles.
Seeing her fully armed, the young warrior was about to ask something, but Jiang Yan put a finger to her lips and "shushed" him.
The warrior promptly stifled his words and gestured silently with a mix of speech and hand signals: Are you going out?
Jiang Yan nodded.
