My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 692

Chapter 692

Elght or nine blg jackals surrounded and attacked them. They suffered heavy loss and a strong smell of

blood permeated the air. Gunshots, screams, and angry shouts were heard.

It was a tough night.

Everyone was exhausted towards down.

Everyone was in a mess, with injuries all over their bodies. They fell to the ground dejectedly, leaned

against the tree and panted, or lay on the mud like being dead.

They had never experienced such a setback as they did tonight.

Even with guns and ammunition in their hands, they were completely unable to defend against the

mutated wild beast.

Because it was close combat, guns were not the most favorable weapons They could only fight with

those beasts with swords and daggers in their hands.

Not everyone in this team was proficient in close combat, which required very strong physical strength

and endurance, especially when fighting with such a mutated Jackal.

Dickens’ face was as pale as a piece of paper. Her right hand was still holding the bayonet and shaking

uncontrollably. Her breath was suppressed and she tried to adjust her breathing frequency, trying to

calm herself down quickly

But at this moment, the dark sky began to turn white.

She saw the dead and injured at the scene clearly. Some of them were bitten dead by jackals with their

necks broken, and others lost their arms or legs. They were badly mutilated and their eyes widened in

pain. Their faces were dark and blue, and their bodies turned cold. They were all dead.

They all were her partners and had spoken to her before.

Her tears fell from her eyes unconsciously. Her face was covered in mud and her hair was messy, but

her eyes were still very firm and bright. She held the bayonet in her right hand even harder. Witnessing

death in this way was an enormous blow to her.

The remaining survivors in the team were also greatly shocked. Although Gary and the others often

witnessed life and death, they still felt extremely angry when seeing this bloody and helpless scene.

They could do nothing but see their teammates bitten to death by wild animals.

Crabble was also in a mess. He seemed to get crazy, raising his gun and shooting at the dead body of

a jackal with red eyes. Bang-bang

They were angry. Even if they killed all the blg Jackals who had besleged them last night, they lost ten

members

They were angry about their incompetence. They were once proud of their skills but It turned out that

they were too weak to stand a sudden attack.

In the sound of the shooting, all people still felt hard to forgive this failure.

… Don’t waste your bullets. We don’t know what we will face later.”

Rafael didn’t look well either. He wiped the stains off his face and suddenly spoke in a slightly sarcastic

tone.

After hearing these words, Crabble became even angrier. He directly pointed the gun at Rafael and

shouted, “Shut up! If it weren’t for you, would we have confronted all of these? It is the internal conflict

in your family that involves all of us…”

Crabbie was cursing. Rafael didn’t refute, which was unusual. He closed his eyes and chose to take a

rest.

Everyone knew that all complaints were useless, but they needed to vent their negative emotions. They

had encountered all kinds of unexpected things since they stepped on Third Island. And the casualties

this time really provoked them.

They didn’t need to communicate too much and started to take action separately. Those who only had

some minor bruises on their bodies went to cut down trees with knives, and those who were seriously Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

injured or had difficulty moving their legs stayed and rested where they were to treat wounds. They

didn’t want to cause trouble for anyone.

Dickens was protected by Samba so she was not hurt. She followed Hopkins and the others to cut

down trees silently. They got bundles of branches.

Then, they cremated those ten dead members.

The flames were raging.

The flames crackled on the corpses. They stood upright and gazed fixedly at their dead teammates in

silence. The jumping flames were reflected in their eyes, and their hearts were filled with grief and

anger.

It was a simple farewell ceremony to the dead.

They did not have much time to digest the sadness and had to cremate them immediately, or else

some beasts might be attracted to eat their bodies.

Cremation could show their respects.

“We need to get out of here right away.”

After last night’s fierce fight, these dead mutated jackals scattered in different places. Originally, in

order to vent

their anger, they planned to kill one of them to eat the meat, but the blood smell of the flesh was too

heavy to taste. They stabbed it a few times with a knife and had to give up this idea.

They were still haunted by the combat last night. They didn’t know how many wild jackals and beasts

were in this forest

Most of their weapons like guns and ammunition had been consumed, and days of fighting had

exhausted

them.

If they, unfortunately, met a group of wolves again, they would all die here.

“… Let’s look for water and a place to rest.” Hopkins’s voice also sounded a little tired.

Everyone couldn’t help but turn around to glance at the pile of burned bodies again. Their partners,

farewell! They turned around and strode away. There were still tasks for them to complete. They had to

set off.

Only eleven people were left in this team, which had 21 members at the beginning,