The movement speed of Ye Nai's trio had slowed down considerably by this point. It was equivalent to long periods of variable-speed running, compounded by the unpredictable changes in pace, which doubled the fatigue.
Only Ye Nai remained energetically hopping around, even learning to use a grenade gun in the process. Those two warriors only needed to run back and forth with empty hands, saving as much energy as possible to preserve their strength to survive.
Because, in the worst-case scenario, of course, two people were needed to clear the battlefield. Otherwise, would they really expect her, a civilian, to take point?
"There's someone over there!"
Ye Nai was squatting in the underbrush loading her gun when a gust of wind stirred the weeds. Out of the corner of her eye, she thought she caught a glimpse of a piece of military fabric.
The two vigilant warriors carefully crawled over to check.
"It's from Squad Four!"
"He's still alive!"