Seeing Armin like that, Mikasa felt somewhat guilty. Her mission was to lead everyone in recapturing the gas and the base. Therefore, unless they encountered a Titan they could not avoid, they should avoid using gas as much as possible and wasting it.
But in order to ensure the safety of the comrades behind her, Mikasa had directly killed every Titan that appeared nearby.
This guaranteed her comrades' safety, but her gas supply had reached a dangerous level.
"Good, the Maneuver Gear can still be used. The blades have all been replenished too. Mikasa, this team can only rely on you.
As for me, I'll hide for now if I can. If you still have some leeway after retaking headquarters, remember to come save me."
Holding a blade in his hand, Armin fell into hesitation. "Sure enough, I still don't want to be eaten alive by a Titan."
Mikasa tossed away the blade in Armin's hand. "Armin, you'll be fine. Stay close to us. On the way to headquarters, there should be gas supplies that haven't been used up.
Not every pawn who dies is completely swallowed by Titans. Some Titans will tear off a pawn's equipment or something like that. That will be our chance."
Armin was deeply moved, but he still did not want to do this. "But how can we carry someone else while leaping between buildings in an environment full of Titans?"
"Move!" Connie directly grabbed Armin and followed Mikasa's pace.
Armin did not want things to continue like this. If they did, he would get his companions killed again. When he heard the Black-haired Giant roar, he turned to look back.
"Wait, listen to me. I have a proposal."
During training, Armin had been known for his intelligence. Thus, upon hearing that he had a