"Get ready, we have new friends coming."
Morris said steadily, raising the muzzle and aiming in the direction of the house's back door.
"Thud thud thud thud!!"
In no time, dozens of footsteps could be heard coming from the path behind the door.
Even from such a distance, they could hear the heavy breathing of the others.
In the next second, a dozen shadows appeared in their field of view.
These people looked similar to the previous ones, all tall green-skinned warrior figures, exuding an oppressive presence just by being seen.
"Be careful, they have weapons!"
In the communication channel, Morris warned his teammates gravely.
Because many of these new mutants carried strangely shaped firearms, obviously self-assembled crude goods.
But even so, the Rat Exterminator Team dared not be careless.
They understood that even self-assembled firearms were weapons of an advanced civilization.
