After briefly healing their injuries, Su Yi said directly:
"The ship coming to pick you up is already on its way."
"But the first group can only take two hundred people."
"And those people will need to leave this place and board outside."
At those words, everyone present exchanged glances.
They knew very well the difference between leaving with the first group and leaving with the second.
Once the rescue ship appeared, this location would inevitably become a priority target for the enemy.
More importantly, they simply lacked the supplies necessary to survive here.
The severe water shortage had already begun driving them into a warped madness.
No one knew when the second rescue would arrive.
Many understood that those left behind would have little hope of survival.
Everyone wanted to live, so everyone wanted to be among those first two hundred.
Yet no one felt comfortable speaking up.
Then Old Leto spoke.
"Great Saint, thank you for your grace and your rescue."
"Please let the wounded leave first!"
"I volunteer to stay behind and wait for the next rescue."
Old Leto drew a deep breath. "When I prayed to the Goddess just now, I resolved to offer my life in exchange for my son's."
"Now that my son has survived, it is time to fulfill my promise to the Goddess."
Old Tom nodded. "Saint, I am also willing to stay behind."
"I am already old. I can no longer contribute much."
With their two commanding officers taking the lead, the remaining soldiers stepped forward as well, volunteering to stay so the employees behind them could evacuate first.
Somewhat puzzled, Su Yi asked, "What are you doing? Why are you acting so grimly determined, as though you aren't going to survive?"
Old Tom smiled. "Saint, thank you for coming here