Chapter 1223:
As one wave of attackers fell, they were swiftly replaced by another, obstructing any view of Harlee.
Clenching his teeth, Rhys pushed Robbie aside, preparing to break through.
âMr. Green!â Robbie exclaimed anxiously, observing Rhysâ wounds.
âHarlee insisted you stay here to help us open a path!â
âDonât you see Harlee is encircled by those people?â Rhys responded fiercely, his voice filled with anger.
âSheâll manageâ¦â
âManage what?â Rhys yelled.
âIf something happens to her, I swear, itâll be on all of you!â
The sight of Rhysâ bloodshot eyes and the threatening aura around him caused Robbie to instinctively step aside.
The groupâs formation disintegrated as the five quickly maneuvered Rhys behind a large rock for protection from the barrage.
Robbieâs brow furrowed.
âWasnât Tonya meant to be covering us? Why isnât she taking down those swarming Harlee?â
Logically, with Harlee in trouble, Tonya should have been able to neutralize Matteo with a single precise shot.
But beyond that first intervention, there had been silence. There must have been something wrong at the sniperâs position.
Jonathanâs expression turned grave.
Clutching Robbieâs shoulder, he said, âIâm going to find Tonya. You all push from the edges and support Harlee!â
âMatteoâs near some heavy equipmentâ¦â After Jonathan left, Robbie quickly discussed strategies with the remaining three. Rhys, hearing their plan, said calmly, âNo need to protect me!â Robbie understood his intent and immediately turned to Christopher and Hamilton.
âYou two team up and attack from the front. Patrick, Mr. Green, and I will launch a surprise attack from behind.â
Hamilton started to speak, but before he could say anything, Rhys was already on the move, charging directly into the gunfire. With no other option, Hamilton held back the words he had been about to say.
âStay sharp, everyone!â Robbie called out gravely, as the five split into two groups and advanced.
âWeâll make it through!â Christopher said firmly as he looked at Hamilton. They were determined to survive this ordeal, no matter the odds.
The fire along the mountainside grew fiercer, threatening to engulf the entire area.
At last, reinforcements arrived, but the roads leading up were obliterated by blasts, forcing them to climb on foot.
Each route was heavily defended by Matteoâs troops, demanding fierce combat for any progress.
Meanwhile, Harlee and her team were utterly cut off, with no immediate relief visible.
Atop a high pavilion surveying the turmoil, Matteo lounged casually, sipping champagne, an air of detachment on his face.
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