"Capture him alive." Pigeon's voice was very soft but clear. "Interrogate him properly."
"Roger that." Weaver, who already had an idea, replied in a low voice. He waved for Azalea behind him to come over. After making a few hand gestures, Azalea, who understood what he meant, nodded gently and slowly squatted down below the cabin door.
Since he couldn't force his way in, he had to let the person inside open the door.
Weaver made a bold decision and raised his rifle to knock on the cabin door.
Ye Jian had already placed her finger on the trigger when she heard the sound. If anything happened, she would quickly pull the trigger of the silencer.
At the tail of the plane, Whit Crane was half-squatting. He focused his attention to ensure the safety of Weaver and Azalea.
The knocking sound could be heard clearly in the quiet night. It echoed continuously, causing the person sleeping inside to open his eyes and look outside.
