The thick fog around the circular crater had just dispersed when another earth-shattering explosion was heard.
Smoke filled the air above the entire base. Injured by the explosion, many of the Russian scientists were lying on the ground and wailing in pain.
Vladimir used up all his strength, but he couldn't break free from the grasps of Peter and the driver's iron-like arms.
"Let go of me! Why are you pressing me down?! Go down and help! Our comrade fell into the huge pit, and we don't know if she's alive or dead, yet you still have the nerve to hold on to my hand?!" The veins on his forehead almost popping out of his skin, Vladimir roared.
Peter's blue-gray eyes, which had been drooping, opened wide at this time. He said, "Boss, trust me. I'll go down and help you find Major Lina."
