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#trap (3), Camp Roberts

Rows of spiked strips had been laid in front of the guard post. They were originally meant to prevent vehicles from passing through, but now they were an alternative way to deny infectious mutants’ entrance to the refuge.

The soldiers, along with Gyeo-ul, got out of their vehicle in order to help the guards, who felt bad for needing their assistance.

“I’m sorry. I should have cleaned up in advance, but we just got a call…”

“It’s nobody’s fault, don’t apologize.”

Cleaning itself was not altogether a difficult task. A string connected the spikes, so it was just a matter of pulling them together. It was only a hassle because of the number of them.

When Gyeo-ul finally got back on board, the guards automatically saluted him. “Be careful on your way back,” one said.

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