"Why is Su Bai not out yet?"
Outside the open space, swaying vines could be seen.
Feng Hai and Zhu Di were worried sick for Su Bai.
If not for Bearen's occasional roars and the fact that Su Bai was still alive, Feng Hai and Zhu Di would have given up.
"Is there any signal on the walkie-talkie?" Feng Hai asked anxiously.
"It's still the same. Why don't we just charge in!" Zhu Di was equally anxious.
The communication interference here was severe, and the specially prepared walkie-talkies could not contact the other soldiers.
But the two of them were unsure if they could save Su Bai.
Zhu Di also knew that this was a stupid idea. However, there was no point in staying in the outer perimeter and worrying.
"Let's not add to the trouble," said Feng Hai. He took a deep breath, turned his gaze to the dense vines, and whispered, "We can only trust Su Bai now. We've done everything we can. Let's just leave it to fate."
