At this moment, the haze faded somewhat, and the team of three slowly walked nearer, revealing their true features.
They were actually three Chinese. But something was strange. They weren't walking in a formation, and wounds could be seen all over their bodies, with fatigue on their faces. The smell of blood from their bodies implied that they had just gone through a bitter fight.
However, they didn't dare to pause for rest. They increased their speed as though some dangerous wild beasts were chasing them from the back.
"Quickly. Or that Japanese team will catch up to us soon!"
"That bunch of bastards! They are truly venomous. After destroying three other teams, even two of our brothers are killed by them!"
...
They were fearful and angry. Their faces had a look of humiliation and hatred, yet they were helpless to do anything.
