At the captain's command, every member of the squad got up and quickly pursued them toward the hillside. Within minutes, they had plunged into the forest as well.
Suddenly,
One mercenary felt himself step on something, and his heart instantly turned cold.
"Th-"
Before he could give a warning, a violent explosion hurled him several meters away. He hit the ground with a thud, more than a dozen fragments embedded in his body.
"Th-... booby trap." The man muttered his final words.
The booby trap attack gave the captain quite a scare. Only now did he realize that their opponent was definitely no ordinary person. Marksmanship, setting booby traps—this was entirely the combat style of special forces. Damn it, they had run into a tough one.
"Everyone, be careful." The captain warned them, and their pursuit slowed as well.
In the mountain village,
Constantine looked over the villagers before ordering, "Drive them into the church and lock them up. Send a team to guard them. Don't let them contact the outside world."
"Understood!"
More than a hundred villagers were driven into the church at the edge of the village. The injured man was also carried into the church and settled in an inner room. At that moment, only the two of them were in the room. The old pastor of the church came to the man's side, looking reverently at the man lying on the bed. "Jacob, you're injured."
A trace of sorrow appeared on Jacob's face. "That doesn't matter, but my heart aches. I've brought disaster upon the villagers again. Perhaps everything I did before was wrong."
The old pastor fell silent for several seconds before slowly saying, "Every decision you make is doctrine. We will surely follow." After saying that, the old pastor took out a small medicine