NovelXXXChapter 1545: It was the recruits' first encounter with the vipers, and their panic was evident. Their movements were frantic, their knife strikes too slow, too clumsy. Within the first hour, more than a dozen soldiers had been bitten.
Though the female soldiers tried to remain cautious, they still faced the immense challenge of striking at the vipers' weak points while keeping an eye out for any nearby snakes. Their focus was razor-sharp, but even so, exhaustion crept in, and after an hour, they were nearly spent.
However, the number of saw-scaled vipers didn't dwindle despite the recruits' efforts. Instead, the scent of blood only drew more vipers. Defeating them was impossible.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBy this point, the recruits who were already struggling had begun to falter. Those who hadn't eaten were the worst off, their energy flagging fast. Sfelt their vision dimming, their bodies on the edge of collapse.
The number of wounded kept rising, and soon, only a handful of soldiers were left standing on the battleground. "Ms. Sanderson, is this training going to end anytsoon?" Alina asked, stepping forward. Her primary task was to carry each bitten recruit back to Harlee. Within just an hour, she was already drenched in sweat.
Harlee shook her head, her expression steady.
"Not yet. They can still fight." Alina followed her gaze, her eyes locking onto the scene unfolding before her. Lionel, Mooney, Rosie, Lacey, Hiram, and the top soldier fought with newfound vigor. Their movements, once hesitant, had now gained the confidence of seasoned warriors. It was as if they had fought side by side for years, their coordination flawless. Every story starts at galn ovels;Alina couldn't help but complain silently to herself that Harlee's unorthodox training methods were beginning to show results, though they were nothing short of extreme.
Suddenly, Harlee's phone buzzed in her pocket, pulling her attention away. She glanced down. It was Patrick calling.
Harlee couldn't help but wonder why Patrick was calling at this time.
Instructing Alina to stay on high alert and keep an eye on the recruits, Harlee pressed the answer button and took a few steps back. The moment the call connected, Patrick's voice rushed through, tense and laced with urgency.
"Harlee, something is wrong. I can't get in touch with Mr. Green at all." Harlee froze, her heart skipping a beat. She inhaled deeply, struggling to steady herself.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"What do you mean? How did he lose contact so suddenly?" Patrick quickly briefed her on Rhys' plan to take matters into his own hands. Then, with a calm that didn't quite match his tone, he continued, "The moment Lemuel showed up, our connection with Mr. Green went dark. We made several attempts to reach him, but there was no response at all." It had been less than an hour since the incident. Logically, Patrick didn't need to report to Harlee so soon, since this wasn't the first tsomething like this had happened. But now, Patrick was accustomed to keeping Harlee in the loop, especially when it concerned Rhys' safety. That was why he was so quick to make the call.
Once Harlee had listened to the full account, there was a brief pause before she spoke in her usual calm tone.
"I understand. I'll try to contact Rhys. You stick to the plan."
From Patrick's description, Harlee had a strong suspicion that Rhys had intentionally cut off his signal.
"Got it!" Patrick's voice was now.
noticeably calmer now. The om confidence in Harlee's tone had given him a sense of reassurance.
After hanging up, Harlee quickly opened a hidden software within the Twilight app, her fingers moving herfingers swiftly across the screen. A dialog box appeared almost immediately.
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