Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

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Admiral Mike suddenly woke up from the nightmare, opened his bloodshot eyes, and wanted to get up, but he felt weak and painful all over, and couldn't move at all.

A disheveled staff officer immediately helped him up and shouted anxiously: "Admiral Mike, are you feeling better?"

"Water... water."

"Yes! Bring water! Bring water!"

The staff officer supported Admiral Mike's back to prevent him from falling back on the bed, and helped him drink the water in the military canteen bit by bit.

After Admiral Mike's chapped lips and hoarse throat were moisturized, he looked up and observed where he was. It was not a hospital, nor a civilian house, nor a military camp.

This was a cave. A bonfire was burning not far away. Several soldiers with bandages on their bodies stood by the bed, the wall and the cave entrance, looking at this side.

What was even more strange was that there was a man lying on the ground, with his eyes closed, his face pale, and straight, but no one in the cave paid attention to him.

"How..." Admiral Mike's memory was a little confused, "What happened? What happened?"

"Don't you remember?" The staff officer showed a distressed look, "Yes, after encountering the "curse", you fainted. "

He pointed to the stiff body on the ground: "The mind-removing master McLen used his own life as the price to remove the "curse" on you and save you from the brink of death."

Admiral Mike blinked his dry eyes and gradually understood what happened in front of him. He glanced at the body on the ground and showed a rather horrified look.

The mind-removing master McLen was one of his guards. He was very clear about McLen's ability. The "curse" could actually take his life, which shows how dangerous it is.

"You...you tell me everything that happened during this period, don't leave anything out!"

So, the staff officer spent a quarter of an hour telling me everything that happened in this week.

Admiral Mike felt a chill on his back when he heard that several of his important subordinates had also encountered the "curse" and had died.

There is only one exorcist, and removing this "curse" requires sacrificing the exorcist's life, so the exorcist naturally has to sacrifice his own life to save Admiral Mike.

However, the death of those generals who have the ability to lead the army means a very serious consequence.

Sure enough, the staff officer quickly talked about how their front-line army fell apart and became a mess, and all communications with each other and the rear were cut off.

The monsters attacked from all directions, taking advantage of the dark and windy night and no one to command, killing and wounding countless soldiers.

The guards around Admiral Mike could only protect Admiral Mike and the staff officer and evacuate. They encountered several ambushes along the way, and the guards died one after another.

His favorite toad sunglasses and corncob pipe were also lost on the way.

Finally, a week later, they fell into the current situation, and there were not many people around them.

Admiral Mike felt dizzy and almost fainted again. Fortunately, he had experienced many big scenes before, and finally calmed down.

"Where are we now? How far are we from the coastal fortress and the wreckage of BW1?"

The staff officer quickly took out a map: "Admiral Mike, we are roughly at this location."

Admiral Mike looked at the location he circled with a pen, and then estimated the distance to the nearest coastal fortress, and couldn't help but breathe quickly.

Although the front-line army advanced slowly, it finally pushed into the hinterland of the New World. Their current location is a point in the original long supply line.

It would probably take a long time to walk back to the coastal fortress from here, not to mention the attacks and getting lost that might be encountered in the middle.

"What equipment do we have now? How many people? Can we contact other troops or the rear?" Admiral Mike continued to ask without giving up.

The staff officer said one by one.

Most of their weapons and equipment were lost halfway. There were originally several off-road vehicles, but they were too big and easy to be attacked, so they were driven away by the subordinates who acted as bait.

As for manpower, there are only these people in front of them now, and contact is even more impossible.

"In fact, the birds controlled by the hunter association's quail girl have found us before." The staff officer suddenly said.

Admiral Mike couldn't help but ignite a glimmer of hope, but it was quickly extinguished by the staff officer's next words.

"However, the monsters soon discovered this, and they killed all the controlled birds, and we lost contact with the rear again."

"Tsk." Admiral Mike was extremely frustrated, his head was swollen, and the more he thought about the past, the more regretful he was.

If he had known earlier, he would have asked the hunter association for help earlier, and it would not be a bad idea to make some concessions, so that he might not have fallen into such an embarrassing situation now.

"Those birds should have brought some news, right?" Admiral Mike asked.

The staff officer quickly replied, "Yes, the bird brought a letter."

"Where is the letter?"

"It was originally carried by a staff officer, but he was attacked by a monster and the letter was lost."

Admiral Mike frowned and asked, "What did the letter say?"

"The letter said, 'German's team is on the way.'"

"Jerman..." Admiral Mike was about to say subconsciously, what's the use of a team coming.

But when he realized that the leader was that German, his mentality changed a little.

"When will they arrive? Where should we meet them?"

"The letter does not mention the meeting place, but we estimate that the German team should arrive at the front line within the next few days."

Admiral Mike gritted his teeth: "Don't we have to rely on luck to meet them?!"

He cursed a few words, and suddenly lost his temper, holding his head with both hands, because he had realized that this war of conquest could not be ended before the end of the year.

Even in the current situation, the chaotic front-line army may have fallen into a great defeat.

And he, the top general, must be responsible for this anyway.

The above situation is based on the premise that he can return to the human settlement alive. It can only be established...

When Admiral Mike realized that the gloom of his future fate was due to this huge failure caused by recklessness and greed for merit, it was a little difficult for him, who had always been arrogant, to accept it.

However, bad luck seemed to have been entangled with him.

Admiral Mike and his subordinates heard strange screams outside in the cave, and these screams became more and more, mixed with many strange roars.

Soon, a soldier stumbled in, shouting incoherently: "Here they come... Warcraft... Here they come! So many! So many!"

Admiral Mike and his staff lost all color in their faces, and for a moment they were a little drowsy, not knowing how to react.

The guards and soldiers became anxious, and they gathered around Admiral Mike, waiting for instructions.

Admiral Mike swallowed his saliva and finally uttered a word: "Breakout...breakout!"