Seeing the tragic state of his comrades, his joy vanished in an instant.
The army doctor said, "We have to go back quickly; I can't cure the poison."
The few remaining people all turned their attention to Pei Nansheng.
What Zuo Ling's special ability is is not very clear to everyone, but Pei Nansheng's fire ability has been fully witnessed.
Without Pei Nansheng, they would all have failed here. The capable rise to power—that has always been the case.
Pei Nansheng looked at the sky; he didn't want to care.
Zuo Ling sighed inwardly. No matter what... it won't do! She has to save someone who can take charge first.
Seeing Bai Hongwei's face again, Zuo Ling felt complicated.
Rationally, Bai Hongwei was right to order the firing; emotionally, however, she harbored resentment.
Most people in the world put themselves first. Zuo Ling has no saintly heart; no one is more important than herself.
If she didn't have a spatial dimension or any special abilities, she would have been reduced to ashes the moment Bai Hongwei ordered the cannons to fire. Bai Hongwei was the one who would have killed her.
No matter how many excuses he had, at that moment, he was the one who wanted her dead.
Normally, they call me "sister" affectionately, but when something really happens, they forget all about me.
She fed Bai Hongwei some spatial water and transferred some supernatural power to him. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she immediately let go.
Bai Hongwei opened his eyes blankly, and it took him a while to remember where he was.
I suddenly stood up, felt a little dizzy, rubbed my forehead, and looked around.
The corpses lay scattered about, and those who were alive were in no better condition; fewer than 30 were still standing.
The team of 150 people was reduced to just a few survivors, and Bai Hongwei felt like crying.
Before entering the white fog, we were indeed prepared for total annihilation, but subconsciously we felt that no demons or monsters could defeat firearms.
Reality slapped him hard in the face.
Seeing that he was awake, everyone felt reassured, and the military doctor spoke first:
"I can't save you from the poison, we need to get back to base immediately."
Bai Hongwei's nose stung, and he looked away, refusing to look at anyone, afraid that he would lose control of his emotions and actually cry.
Thinking it over, I decided to just pass out. If I passed out, I wouldn't have to worry about anything.
The soldiers guarding outside suddenly noticed that the white fog had dissipated.
"They've dispersed, they've really dispersed, can we go in now?"
"I don't know how the leaders are doing."
"Go in and take a look, then you'll know."
"The commander told us to wait outside."
"The situation has changed. The battlefield can change in an instant. Maybe the commander is waiting for our rescue."
"Soldiers take orders first, and our orders are to stay here."
"Old fogey, don't you know the saying, 'A general in the field may disobey orders'?"
"..."
Since we're already here, and about to go to the battlefield, no man with any backbone would be willing to be left behind.
They are here on a mission, not for tourism.
One side insisted on going in, while the other insisted on following orders, and the argument went on and on.
Keen-eyed observers noticed the warship towing a large cargo ship as it slowly approached.
"Look, they're back."
"There's another cargo ship behind us, we've won."
Everyone cheered.
They laughed and joked, high-fiving each other, making a great commotion as if they had won a great victory.
Cheers, but no response.
The smile gradually faded, and the first to notice something was wrong blurted out:
"Where are they? Where have they all gone?"
If they were returning in triumph, they would surely be waving to them from the deck to show their joy of victory.
But now, there isn't a single person in sight; anyone who didn't know better would think it was a ghost ship.
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