The people in the first squad seemed to be there for comic relief. Not a single one of them had an ability that made anyone's eyes light up.
Nearly everyone had been wiped out, leaving only Rick and Harley Quinn crouching behind a rock, staring at each other.
What the hell was this?
Putting Javelin aside, that guy had gotten shot in the head without even letting out a fart. And that Arm-Detaching Man—was he here to be a joke too?
"What do we do?"
Rick looked nervously at Harley Quinn beside him. Though he was an outstanding special forces soldier, there was nothing he could do in a situation like this.
At the end of the day, Rick was only an ordinary man.
He did not want to die either, but Harley Quinn was now their only hope.
"What do you mean, what do we do? What else can we do? We run."
Harley Quinn rolled her eyes and said irritably, "I don't think the two of us can take on a fully armed force like this."
Harley Quinn had a very clear understanding of the combat power left on their side.
She had no intention of stupidly fighting them to the death. Their only chance of surviving was to run.
"If you desert in the middle of the operation, I'll detonate the bomb."
Rick looked conflicted. As an extremely obedient soldier, the idea of fleeing in the middle of battle clearly repulsed him.
"Are you stupid? Isn't the detonator in your hands?"
Harley Quinn glared at Rick helplessly and continued, "Only if we stay alive will we have a chance to complete the mission, right?"
"And if I die, you'll be dead too. Our only chance now is to escape first, then figure out how to complete the