"This is the place."
Li Ang and his party stood in the corridor on the tenth floor, examining the safe house Tama Riyadi had built for himself.
Tama Riyadi, with his numerous competitors and countless enemies, was terrified for his life. Consequently, he had established several safe houses in Malawi City and elsewhere in the Philippines.
All of these chambers were built to the standards of bank vaults. Ceilings, walls, and floors were made of reinforced concrete, all sandwiched with layers of homogeneous steel plates.
The door was made of high-strength alloy, 100mm thick, impervious to machine-gun fire; even with grenade blasts, it would take quite a while to breach.
An impregnable fortress.
The members of the temporary squad looked at the formidable alloy door, sharing knowing smiles.
Li Ang raised his SCAR-H rifle, aimed at the concrete wall above the alloy door, and pulled the trigger of the grenade launcher.
The grenade struck the concrete wall, exploding thunderously.
