The two men stepped forward and helped the three shaky figures to sit down next to the fortifications.

Next to them, Torres and Sanchez continued to remain vigilant. After all, leaving the level was equivalent to entering a world with no rules at all, and gang fights among mercenaries were not unheard of.

"How did you get this look?"

By the light of the fire, Zhao Lei could clearly see the miserable appearance of the three of them. Their clothes were in tatters, as if they had been torn by wild beasts. Blood stains were condensed on the cloth. The exposed skin was covered with bruises and wounds, and some were still there.

Gurgling blood.

The person who just spoke was in relatively good condition, with just a lot of trauma, but the arms of the two people behind him were almost fractured at 90 degrees, and were hanging crookedly under their shoulders in a weird posture.

It's hard to imagine what kind of will they had to survive to keep running here.

"water..."

Merrick immediately handed over the kettle. Edgar, the one who first asked for help, took it with trembling hands and drank a few sips to moisten his smoking throat. Then his eyes turned red and his voice

Choking with tears, they recounted their miserable experiences.

Youxue Squad is a B-level mercenary team.

It stands to reason that they can only take on missions within a thousand kilometers, but they met an A-level team on the way, and the other party invited them to complete the mission together and share the reward equally.

"We thought we could complete it successfully and earn more rewards... But who knew, not long after we entered the A-level area, we encountered an alien patrol."

Edgar paused, with a look of horror and remorse on his face, and then said: "Those alien races are like crazy, the number is frightening, at least several hundred people, and they are obviously larger than those mentioned in the previous intelligence.

The patrol density was several times higher. Before we had time to react, their attacks came overwhelmingly, catching us off guard."

After Uriel and Ogg drank water, their condition finally recovered, and they reluctantly interjected: "The eight of us resisted desperately, but we were no match at all. The brothers fell one by one... If it weren't for them

All of our attention is focused on that A-level team, and with our desperate efforts to break out, even the three of us have to be there."

As he spoke, he also explained clearly the injuries on their bodies.

"When we were escaping, the car had a flat tire and rolled over. Edgar was driving, and the two of us were sniping at the aliens from behind without wearing seat belts..."

"How far is that place from here?"

"About four hundred kilometers?" Edgar thought for a while and sighed, "We have been walking for four days and four nights. Fortunately, the three of us followed ascetic routes, and there are still some supplies left in the storage space.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to hold on long ago.”

"Four hundred..."

Zhao Lei was startled, and his expression became solemn.

This is the first time for the fire suppression team to go to the A-level mission area. Even though they had already estimated the danger level of this area before, but now after hearing about the experience of the Youxue team, they are shocked to realize that the challenges they are about to face are far beyond

Imagine.

If the patrol density of aliens really increases so significantly, then every step forward will be like walking on thin ice, and they may fall into a desperate situation at any time.

"Brother, listen to my advice. If you can't help but go to the A-level area, don't go there. If your life is gone, then everything will be lost..."

Edgar couldn't help but persuaded.

However, how can someone who can be a mercenary be frightened by these few words?

"Come on, let's help them deal with their injuries first. Everyone will take turns to stand guard tonight and be vigilant. We'll wait until tomorrow morning to discuss everything." Zhao Lei arranged with a heavier tone, his tone was calm and firm.

"Do you still have a doctor in your team? Many A-level teams don't have one!?"

The three people who were lucky enough to survive were suddenly pleasantly surprised, and the joy of surviving the disaster rushed to their foreheads.

When they persuaded Zhao Lei to go back just now, they also had the idea of ​​taking a ride with him.

But if they can get treatment now, even without a convoy, their chances of survival will be greatly increased.

"Of course, we are not an ordinary A-level team."

Zhao Lei raised his head proudly, with some fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes.

After that, he stood up and together with Merrick carefully supported the three injured people and walked quickly towards the camp.

However, before entering the camp, a busy but orderly noise came into my ears.

I saw that a relatively spacious open space had been cleared in the outermost corner of the tent, with a clean tarpaulin spread on the ground and various medical equipment neatly placed on it.

Scalpels, forceps, suture needles, etc. shone coldly under the firelight, and the smell of disinfectant filled the air.

On the simple table next to it, an emergency light emits a bright and steady light, illuminating the area as bright as daylight to ensure that the surgical operation will not be affected by the light.

Sumo himself was standing in front of the operating table, wearing a neat medical coat and sterile gloves on his hands. The mask covered most of his face, revealing only a pair of focused and calm eyes, and nodded gently.

When the three of them saw this professional scene, they couldn't help but feel even more happy.

On the other hand, Zhao Lei and Merrick looked a bit stunned, a little surprised that Sumo had such a big heart.

When encountering an enemy attack, most people would immediately pick up weapons and find cover to prepare for a counterattack.

There are simply not many people who are bold enough to prepare the medical environment in advance like Somo!
Chapter completed!