Austin's expression was grim, and everyone else looked much the same.
No one had expected them to be taken hostage! When armed resistance fighters stormed into the military camp and demanded that they leave immediately, everyone was stunned.
Some even thought it might be a prank, and one of them paid for that mistake with his life.
It wasn't a prank!
On the way from the military camp to this place, some of the more seriously injured had died en route, while others had died shortly after arriving.
Not everyone's injuries were suitable for a long transfer under those circumstances. Besides, these armed resistance fighters could hardly be called humane. For those who couldn't walk, they usually spoke with bullets.
But even after arriving here, everyone looked awful, and no one was doing well.
Quite a few people's wounds had split open, but those people had taken away all the medical equipment.
To the local Resistance Organization, these things were not only extremely valuable, but more importantly, they could save people's lives.
Without the medical equipment, some could only pray that their split wounds would heal on their own. Obviously, that was a little too naive.
Others were dying one after another.
Worse still, to prevent them from escaping, this makeshift house had been locked tight. It was the hottest time of year, and with so many people crammed together, the temperature inside began to rise. People started sweating.
The doctor had already instructed everyone to keep sweat from falling onto their wounds as much as possible and to protect them properly.
No one knew when they would be able to leave. Once a wound became infected and went untreated for too long, death was virtually certain.
In fact, the doctor hadn't said that under the current conditions, with so