Shen Xingwan glanced at the signal receiver that he had been carrying with him these days, picked up the kettle and took a sip.
"Wait one more day. If there's still no news by sunrise tomorrow, you'll divide the remaining supplies and return to base headquarters."
The hunter took a moment to digest Shen Xingwan's words, then asked in surprise, "Let's go back to base. What about you?"
"I will go into the mountains to find them myself." Shen Xingwan said lightly.
"What?" the hunter screamed, "Chief, how can you go into the mountains alone? It's too dangerous!"
Shen Xingwan smiled and said, "I have to go even if it's dangerous. I brought them here. I have to see them alive or dead. I have to give their families an explanation."
The hunter opened his mouth and said, "But why don't you take us with you? We can at least protect you if you encounter danger. This is what Boss Luo told us himself."
Shen Xingwan put the remaining crushed biscuits into a plastic bag, stuffed it into his pocket, clapped his hands and stood up.
"We're running out of time. Unless a miracle happens, this mission will fail. If you go with me, you'll only increase the risk of getting killed. It's better to return the way you came."
And even if the mission is not completed, she still has to go to the White family.
She wanted to make a deal with the head of the White family and see if, with her medical skills, she could save their eldest young master and perhaps even give her third uncle a chance to survive.
Shen Xingwan informed the other hunters of this plan in the afternoon.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. They discussed in a low voice behind Shen Xingwan's back. In the evening, they reached a consensus and went to find Shen Xingwan together.
Everyone's meaning was very clear. Since they were colleagues and came out to carry out the mission together, it would be unreasonable and impossible for them to watch Shen Xingwan go deep into the danger alone before the mission was completed.
Furthermore, the way back is also very dangerous. Without Shen Xingwan's guidance, they may not be able to get out.
Rather than taking such risks, it is better for us to advance and retreat together.
Shen Xingwan also felt a little overwhelmed after hearing this.
Her original intention was that since the mission could not be completed, she naturally had to reduce the risk and preserve the strength of the hunters in the base. However, she did not expect that after just over ten days of getting along, these people would trust and rely on her so much.
Just as she was thinking about how to solve this problem, the whistling of the wind came into her ears, bringing with it some chaotic thoughts.
[What to do, someone is dead]
Blood, all blood
I left them behind. I am a sinner...
Shen Xingwan suddenly frowned, pushed away the chattering crowd surrounding her, and looked towards the other side of the fork in the road.
Everyone:?
Could it be that the leader thinks they are too talkative and wants some quiet time?
"Wait, look, is there someone coming?" One of the hunters pointed into the distance.
"Oh, it really is! Could it be that Brother Ford and his team are back with the team?"
"It seems there's only one person. Look, isn't that Han Ling?"
Han Ling stayed awake for four days and four nights.
She was like a deer being chased by a wild beast, running towards the armored vehicle with all her strength.
Until she finally saw Shen Xingwan.
She clung to this life-saving straw tightly and fell at Shen Xingwan's feet. Then she lost consciousness and fainted.
Shen Xingwan was startled and quickly helped the person up from the ground. Seeing that she was just too sleepy and fell asleep, Shen Xingwan breathed a sigh of relief and swept his eyes over Han Ling's whole body.
I don’t know what Han Ling went through in the past few days, but her body was covered with wounds. Some of the wounds had scabbed over and were even stuck to her clothes.
Their shoes were distributed uniformly at the training base. The thick heels were comfortable and wear-resistant, but the shoes on Han Ling's feet had even been worn to a slope on the soles.
Shen Xingwan immediately picked the person up in a princess hug and instructed his colleagues who were rushing over, "Find some hot water, wine, and energy drinks, and send them to the armored vehicle."
After saying that, he strode onto the armored vehicle.
Han Ling was suffering from severe hypothermia, so Shen Xingwan turned on the car heater without thinking, which she had not been willing to turn on before to save gasoline.
Shen Xingwan took the things handed to him by his colleague, said "thank you", told everyone to rest around, and then closed the car door.
She first fed Han Ling some energy drinks and then simply cleaned the wounds on her body.
Almost all the wounds were scratches from branches, except for the wound on the face which was a burn caused by the particle gun.
After confirming this, Shen Xingwan had a bad feeling in his heart.
She tried to listen to Han Ling's inner voice, but at this moment Han Ling's inner voice was still fragmented, and she could not capture any useful information at all.
The only way to ask her is to wait until she wakes up.
Half an hour later, Han Ling's eyeballs began to move frequently under her eyelids and her body began to twist.
Shen Xingwan was leaning against the side, taking advantage of the time to take a nap, when she heard a scream in her ear: "Don't kill me!"
She immediately opened her eyes alertly and subconsciously reached for the particle gun at her waist.
Seeing that Han Ling woke up, Shen Xingwan breathed a sigh of relief.
She used to be raised in a honey pot. She slept soundly every day beside her parents and brother and never knew what a sense of crisis was.
Until she came to this mountain and shouldered the heavy mission and lives, her living habits, including her life, changed unconsciously.
"How do you feel?" Shen Xingwan handed over the kettle.
Han Ling did not take it, and her body remained motionless, her eyes staring straight at some empty space, as if her soul had been drained.
Shen Xingwan walked over to Han Ling and squatted down, putting her arm on Han Ling's shoulder: "Han Ling, I'm Shen Xingwan, you are safe."
Han Ling was brought back to her senses by this voice. Her body trembled violently, and then she slowly turned her head and looked at Shen Xingwan.
"What have you been through these days?" Shen Xingwan asked.
Her eyes turned red little by little, and finally her entire eyes were filled with red bloodshot.
"It's my fault, they're all dead..."
Shen Xingwan frowned slightly: "Who died? Who did you meet?"
"I, no...they, knife..."
Han Ling took a long time to breathe every time she spoke a word. She was obviously very anxious, but she couldn't say a complete sentence.
On the other hand, Shen Xingwan was calm and handed another kettle to Han Ling, but it was not filled with water.
"This is wine, would you like a sip?"
Han Ling glanced at the wine jug. As a driver, she had long developed the habit of not drinking at all.
But this time, she grabbed the wine jug and took several gulps.
The wine went down her throat into her stomach, burning like a fire, reigniting her life.
"How are you? Are you feeling better?" When Shen Xingwan asked these questions, she had already heard Han Ling's thoughts at the moment.
My heart sank.
The thing she was most worried about finally happened.
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