"So tired..."
"Can't move anymore..."
There were no enemies, but climbing up and down with a load over a hundred pounds was definitely no easy task.
They were all soldiers who had gone through basic physical training, so this feeling was certainly not unfamiliar.
However, the physical burden of basic training was far less than this; let alone filling a truck, after loading just a dozen or twenty, they would already be lying on the ground, gasping for breath.
At the same time, the psychic suppression from the dominating domain had never ceased, natural resistance from the tense state of their bodies already consuming more of their strength, and the exhaustion only made their mental state weaker.
Under the vicious cycle, their condition got progressively worse.
"Let them stop and rest!"
Weslin frowned and seemed a bit irritated.
He had thought the rescue mission would go smoothly, but who would have expected issues at every turn.