green smog

box 40

[two days later, sunset]

"Hu, remember keep Shinsou in the building. Teach him surveillance and how to do mental training. And-"

"And make sure he drinks enough water and bully him a little bit so he doesn't get a big head. Don't worry matcha, I got this. You don't have to worry about us or the others." Hu reassured as he secured the straps on Zihao's boots. "Everything will be just fine, breathe. It's just another mission." He tried to persuade the boy. Zihao wasn't used to rescue missions, in fact he loathed them with a passion. And the fact that a student was kidnapped under his nose last time, didn't help with his nerves. 

After the camp incident, the support course offered to remake Zihao's outfit for him. Instead of having heavy boots, he now had lighter ones that wouldn't make a sound. His smoke canisters were moved to his hip where they were secured into his waist band.

His utility belt would've dragged him down, so they discarded it and strapped the throwing knives to his upper arm. The turtleneck remained the same, but the material was swapped for a more doable fabric. A camera was still infused into the neckline but now there was a speaker equipped as well for better communication. Ah the wonders of money.