As the snake crossed over, it nearly scared the hearts out of everyone present.
If one could make it over, then there was nowhere to run, and a bloody slaughter was inevitable.
Fortunately, fortunately.
Zhao Kang breathed out softly, not turning his head, and whispered, "Miss Su, we owe you one."
"Group Captain Zhao, it seems to work a bit. Can we retreat now?"
"The people in the back try moving first; we in the front will hold them off."
Thus, the warriors in the last row crouched down cautiously and gently lifted the four injured off the ground, pulling them back with slight movements.
According to the plan, if they couldn't clear the way in front, they would take a bit more time to detour around.
It was still better than a certain death.
Because the people in the front were shoulder to shoulder, blocking the view, the subtle retreat of those in the back luckily did not stir up more agitation from the opposite side.
