Hans was subconsciously against this plan. However, he knew too well that this was the only viable method.
Looking at the struggle within Hans’ eyes, Chen Xiaolian harrumphed and said, “I am not asking for your opinion. I am simply telling you what I plan to do – it doesn’t matter if you agree or not, that is what I will be doing.”
“Chen…”
Chen Xiaolian did not allow Hans to finish what he wanted to say and interjected, “Hans, do not forget what I told you before. We are not God!”
Hans exhaled. After a moment of struggle, he abruptly shouted loudly, “All right! We’ll split up and run… split into two groups! Who’ll come join me?”
The few volunteers immediately stood beside Hans.
There was a tangled look on Hans face as he glanced at his companions and said, “All right! If so… Chen, the others will be going with you!”
Chen Xiaolian was quick to pick up on what the German fellow intended to do!
He… planned to become the cannon fodder!
