Gabri followed carefully all the way and kept paying attention to the movements in the snow. The enemy was very likely to hide in the snow to fight back. After all, in these few hours, the enemy could still act in a relatively normal physical condition.

Gabri now looked at the three unparalleled marks in front of him and didn't speak. He stood in the snow. The snow had completely exceeded his waist. The snowflakes hit him and soon a thin layer was piled up on his shoulders.

The people on the side were also silent, just stretched their necks and looked at the distance where the three traces pointed, as if they were hoping to see something. But their necks were a little shorter and could not give them satisfactory heights, and the things they looked at naturally did not improve at all.

"We must go separately. There are traces to track them, and there are things that can react with the potion. But the time interval is too short and the gap cannot be compared. It is okay to have a more sophisticated machine, but I have a little simple potion on hand." Gabrie turned around and looked at the dozen people beside him and said, "Three groups, including me, six people are taken in the middle, and three people are taken in the left and right sides, so that it is easier to support. With a one-third chance, the enemy will definitely be behind one of the traces."

As he said that, he took off his backpack and found more than a dozen small glass test tube-like objects from it. It had a syringe on it, about the size and thickness of his thumb.

"This is a stimulant, and the effect is very good. It can improve your strength one or two levels in a short period of time, and also enhance your senses, especially your vision. This is very important." Gabrie injected himself with an injection from the bulging head vein on the back of his hand. The others took it over and did it. Soon, a light red appeared on everyone's face. The heart beat faster and the blood flowed faster. Their physical fitness is not top-notch, and it takes a little time to adapt to the medicinal properties.

"The effect can last about three hours, and the drug properties will continue to decline afterwards. After about four hours, side effects will appear, but it is very mild, and you will just feel a little weak all over your body." Gabrie took out other medicines again and put them in a syringe. The medicine contains anticoagulant substances, and the light yellow liquid inside does not freeze at low temperatures. "After the side effects occur, injecting this thing can alleviate most of the symptoms and help you survive the two or three hours of weakening."

After the drug is distributed, Gabrie continues his words.

"The enemy's camouflage marks will definitely take some energy and do it very seriously, and it must have taken a lot of time. I guess the distance between us and him is only about half an hour away. Next, separate tracking will disperse the strength of our team. Even if the chemical toxic substances in the enemy's body have begun to work, I still have no confidence in your strength. Please don't blame me for saying so directly." Gabrie's tone did not have apologetic at all.

Others may be angry when their faces remain unchanged, but they can also control themselves and prevent them from showing anything on their faces. Most of what Gabrie said is true. Their strength and reserve knowledge are still far behind Gabrie who stands at the top of the students.

"The enemy is indeed very powerful. Only then can chemical toxic substances work and cannot drag down the enemy a lot. When tracking the traces past, you don't expect you to kill the enemy." Gabrie repeatedly emphasized here, because this time it was the school's performance assessment, and everyone came for the score. He was afraid that these people would not be able to see the gap between themselves and the enemy and would destroy his own good things. "As long as you can follow the traces left by the enemy in the snow and prevent it from disappearing. If you encounter an enemy's counterattack, you'd better not hold the lucky chance that you can kill in your heart. That is betting on your own lives. I personally don't recommend you to do this."

"These forgery traces will not be very long. The enemy just wants to increase the distance between us a little longer so that the heavy snow has enough time to bury the traces left on the snow. We have a lot of time, but the enemy cannot wait. The prey is constantly 'bleeding', and death is a predestined thing. I hope you know this. Otherwise, it may be you who become corpses."

Gabrie cast his eyes over and asked if he understood. The others nodded, and his face became very serious.

"In the near future, two small teams will return here. No matter which two, please join us before supporting the third team." Gabrie looked at the time. "Everyone has signal guns and colored signal flares. Take them out from the backpack and be prepared to launch at any time. But it is limited to use in a crisis. It can not only remind us to rush over to support, but also be known by other people nearby, whether it is friends or enemies. Our only advantage is that we are closest to the closest and have enough time to escape from the scene. But there is also a situation where time difference is not enough. At that time, our traces cannot be buried, and there is a risk of becoming prey ourselves. So please do not fire randomly in normal circumstances."

Finally, after a few more reminders, Gabrie repeatedly emphasized that others should not be too confident about their strength. After taking stimulant, he found that something was wrong with others' eyes. The effect of excitement can indeed be applied to the spirit and make people's hearts swell in a short period of time.

"It would be great if everyone around them was like Shannar." Gabrie could only say this in his heart. At that time, no matter how he handled anything, he didn't have to spend too much effort. He just needed to ensure that he did not make mistakes. As people with similar strength in the same episode, each of them had consciousness and efficiency in their work that were incomparable to those people in front of him.

Then he set out, and within half a minute, all three teams disappeared into the heavy snow.

"The corresponding minimum score for the surgeons in the Sandorag Empire is seven points. If their surgery stage is higher, the score will also rise. That's the case, probably the full score. And the score is second. The focus of this assessment is still the subjective evaluation of the teachers, which is what affects our ranking and grades. The enemy's strength is definitely not weak, and the score is not small, at least the evaluation will definitely reach the upper and middle level." Someone said in the heavy snow. It has only been less than ten minutes, but Gabrie's words seem to have been forgotten by them.

"Often our evaluation can only be at the level of the lower level. This time I have the chance, I wonder if you have any other ideas?"

"I want to see the situation." Someone replied, "If you have the chance, of course you can't leave it alone."

"Same for me." The other person smiled.

They looked at each other and saw what was revealed in each other's eyes.
Chapter completed!