Those cold, steel weapons were the last line of defense for Base 5, his bargaining chip to claim credit from headquarters, and the source of his confidence in controlling the situation.

His fingernails dug deeply into his palms, blood dripping from between his fingers, yet he remained oblivious. He began to review the events.

After the explosion and the initial period of chaos, he calmly changed into a soldier's uniform and began to direct operations from the shadows. Realizing the importance of the armory, he rushed there to inspect it immediately, at which point everything was still in good condition.

But now, all the weapons have vanished, like a bizarre nightmare.

"Who is it..." he suddenly roared, his voice echoing in the empty warehouse, startling the soldiers.

He turned and grabbed the nearest soldier by the collar, his eyes bloodshot. "Who was the last one to enter the armory?! Speak!" The soldier, his face turning purple from the grip, stammered, "Sir... sir, there have always been guards on duty in shifts. We haven't been in, and we didn't notice anything..."

Before he could finish speaking, the officer had already shaken him off and stumbled toward the depths of the warehouse.

He frantically searched every corner, as if trying to pull the missing weapon back from thin air. Cold sweat trickled down his forehead, dripping onto his proud soldier's uniform and leaving dark stains.

He suddenly remembered the mysterious "goddess" from the rumors, and the terrifying descriptions of the enemy's elusive presence. His back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

"Seal off! The base must be sealed off! Immediately! Right now! Find, find that goddess!" He roared as he rushed out the door, his voice filled with an unprecedented fear.

He knew that the loss of the armory not only meant the collapse of the defenses, but also that everything he had meticulously planned would be in vain. And at this moment, those all-seeing eyes in the shadows were perhaps watching his disarray, watching his confidence shatter like glass, inch by inch.

Tang Yue's lips curled slightly. He couldn't handle this? Well, something even more horrifying was yet to come. However, he couldn't see it. Tang Yue wasted no more time and attacked these people directly.

Tang Yue moved stealthily through the shadows, darting through every corner of the armory like a ghost. The mysterious officer's roar faded into the distance, but the tense whispers and pacing footsteps of the soldiers inside the warehouse kept the air thick with tension, as if it might snap at any moment.

She narrowed her eyes, locking onto the soldier closest to her.