Chapter 473: Take him back to the camp

Zhao Yi squatted beside the man, his tone anxious. He stretched out his right hand, carefully supported the back of the man's head, and lifted the man's head slightly.

The man was lying in the mud filled with water, with white mist rising from his oxygen mask, which showed how rapid his breathing was at the moment.

“Don’t let him run away... otherwise the boss’s plan..., ahem...,” the man said even though he was seriously injured.

Still thinking about his mission, he took off the communicator on his wrist and forced it into Zhao Yi's hand.

At this time, Zhao Jiu and his companions also caught up. Xiang Yu and Zhao Yi were too fast, so they could only catch up with Zhao Yi by following closely.

Thinking back to the gust of wind that Xiang Yu created when he ran past him just now, Zhao Yi now has every reason to believe what Xiang Yu said when they were discussing the plan a few hours ago.

This woman might really have this ability, but they have always underestimated her before they saw her take action.

There were sounds of fighting coming from the front, probably the man from City A had already started fighting with Xiang Yu.

"Don't worry, we'll take care of everything. Tell me where you feel uncomfortable. Someone has already gone after him, he can't get away."

Zhao Yi comforted him and put the communicator that she had just stuffed into her hand back on his wrist.

Looking at Zhao Jiu and others who arrived later, the man seemed to believe what Zhao Yi said and began to describe where on his body he was in pain.

"I was attacked by surprise. I have no feeling in my back anymore." His body temperature gradually dissipated and he felt extremely cold lying in the water.

As he spoke, his lips trembled and his body shook from time to time.

Zhao Yi signaled with his eyes, and they worked together to carefully lift the man on the ground up, moving very cautiously.

After helping the man out of the water, several people looked at his back, although his back was also covered with mud.

But they could still see traces of blood oozing from his skin. His clothes were lifted up a little, and a hideous knife wound appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Zhao Jiu's strength was the weakest among them, so Zhao Yibian ordered him to send the injured back.

After all, this man was a member of the Dawn Base just like them, and he suffered such serious injuries for the sake of the Dawn Base.

Since we have seen it, there is absolutely no way we can turn a blind eye to it.

"I know you still have your own mission. You don't have to worry about me. I know where the camp is. I can get back by myself. Go quickly and don't let those people get away."

The man was already breathing very slowly as he spoke, as if he would die in the next moment. Zhao Jiu did not allow him to say any more.

Almost at the same time as Zhao Yi gave the order, Zhao Jiu squatted down and carried the person on his back. He ran at a very fast speed in the mud full of water.

The direction they were heading was exactly the camp. If he sent the people back now, they would probably be able to come back in the second half of the night to reunite with the team and continue their mission.

At this time, Xiang Yu had already caught up with the fleeing man in front. This man should have just been injected with a magic liquid.

However, this person's usual training should have only enhanced his speed and reaction. Once he is sure that he cannot deal with the enemy, he will immediately turn around and run away.

A pistol appeared in his hand, and Xiang Yu fired three shots at the black shadow in front of him. The man's speed was no matter how fast he was.

But in Xiang Yu's eyes, he could clearly tell whether he was about to take a left or right step in the next moment.

By looking at the angle of his twisted shoulders, you can tell the direction he will escape to next.

None of the bullets fired from the pistol missed the target, and the bullets were firmly embedded in the man's body.

The bullets hit his left and right legs and right shoulder respectively, and the man felt pain in his legs.

He originally wanted to endure the pain and continue running forward, but after only taking seven or eight steps, his body fell directly into the water in front of him.

The wound on his right shoulder was oozing blood, and the bullet seemed to be embedded in the bone. Every step he took felt like he was walking on the tip of a knife.

It hurts so much.

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and put his hand into his pocket, wanting to inform his teammates who would assemble tomorrow.

They had been targeted by Zhao Lixin's men. When the mission began, he said that these ordinary team members should not be sent here.

These people have no real strength, they are incapable of accomplishing anything, and are more likely to cause trouble.

Since taking the divine liquid, I have experienced more than a dozen battles, big and small, but none of them has ever been as embarrassing as it is now.