"Any injuries?" The captain whispered.
"No." "No."
The lean man and woman didn't feel any discomfort.
The last guy, a mute jar, was about to speak when he felt a sting on his neck. He reached up to find something like a needle stuck in his neck. The moment he pulled it out and recognized what it was, a strong wave of drowsiness hit him.
"Captain, anesthesia..."
The mute jar couldn't finish his sentence before everything went dark in front of him, he lost consciousness and fainted.
Hearing about anesthesia.
The others understood immediately: not only had they been exposed, but the enemy also intended to capture them alive. It seemed that their trip to Myanmar was fraught with danger.
