Min Zimo frowned, turned sideways, and took a quick glance at the wound on Liu Zhao's abdomen while blocking.
The edges of the bandage, which were originally soaked in blood, and the exposed flesh, were now gradually fading in color, showing a strange grayish-white color.
That is a sign of being eroded by the abyss!
After more than ten seconds, Liu Zhao seemed to have completely given up...
"Captain..." Liu Zhao's voice was hoarse and weak, with a hint of relief in his miserable smile, "Ahem... We'll break through later. I... I'll clear the way for the brothers!"
"Even if I die, I don't want to become one of those half-human, half-ghost things out there!"
"Shut up!" Min Zimo interrupted him, his tone brooking no room for argument, "It's not time to give up yet!"
He pierced the head of a sneak attacking second-order abyss monster with a spear and threw it away:
"Listen! Keep counting! From one to nine, count in your head, count in your heart, and keep counting with your mouth!"
Min Zimo took a deep breath and said firmly, "The erosion speed of the C-level fissure is not that fast. You still have at least two or three hours! But we can't hold out that long!"
He quickly estimated the time, "We have about ten minutes left before we start our breakout."
"Once we enter the Upside Down, we will either be rescued together or die together!"
"Two or three hours is enough time to reach a conclusion! Liu Zhao, hold on!"
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Exit of the rift, temporary field hospital.
The lights in the five temporary operating rooms were all lit with the red words "In Operation" and they were already full.
The three seriously injured soldiers who came out later were covered in blood, but could only be placed on simple stretchers in the bed area.
The medical staff were sweating profusely and walking hurriedly, providing emergency treatment to the three people in a busy and orderly manner.
"Saline solution, quick!"
"Give me the hemostatic spray!"
"The spray is useless, use the hemostat!"
The wailing, suppressed sobbing, the collision of instruments, the anxious calls of medical staff, and the monotonous hum of various life-support equipment and instruments were intertwined together.
Just over ten minutes after the first seriously injured person appeared, this makeshift hospital was already operating at full capacity.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was nauseating.
At the exit of the rift, light and shadow flickered, and the miserable figures of the warriors continued to emerge.
Everyone who came out had injuries that were either minor or serious, and their faces were filled with fatigue and fear.
Yang Yunshan stood in the command area, his face ashen and his lips tightly pressed into a line.
He watched the horrific scene in silence, the guilt and powerlessness like a cold tide almost swallowing him up.
But thinking of Min Zimo's team still trapped deep in the rift, oh, and that Madam Gu... he forced himself to suppress that inappropriate weakness.
Now...the rescue operation must continue.
The second wave of urgently assembled support forces has begun to be organized and prepared.
I hope that after they go in, fewer people will die.
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