The shadows between the trees were indistinct as if wild beasts lurked around. Everyone's hearts were in their throats, feeling movements everywhere. The stifling air also added to their irritation. If not for good discipline, the Advance Team might have already opened fire by now.
For now, all Luo'er could do was hold his position and wait for Fulajie'er's report. One could imagine how powerless they would have been without Fulajie'er's ghostly reconnaissance in such a situation.
"Luo'er, get down!" Suddenly, Fulajie'er's cry echoed in Luo'er's mind.
On hearing this, Luo'er instinctively crouched, immediately feeling something whoosh over his head then heavily embed itself into the trunk of a tree.
At this moment, Luo'er, still unnerved, had no chance to closely observe what it was when he heard more rustling sounds from behind.
