C15 Find You

"Boss, what should we do?"

"Captain Carlson, are we retreating?"

Actually, it should be a good day today. The rain had stopped, and the morning sunlight could be seen through the mist in the forest.

Jeremiah did not hesitate for long. After asking the team leaders, he made his decision. "Retreat to camp number two. Team number one will leave Hell Valley. Team number ten will leave the search area and focus on the geological monitoring of the search area. The rest of the teams will follow the original plan."

After everyone left, he sent a message to camp number one: Give me another day.

He believed that with Hell Valley's geological structure, the possibility of a large-scale landslide was very low. However, no one dared to take the risk.

Loren and the others only managed to buy him one day. Before five o'clock, everyone had to leave the valley. They could only continue after they had explored the area.

Jeremiah was very calm about this outcome.

The mountain was especially quiet. He could only hear the creaking sound of his feet on the withered leaves. The team members' conversations came from the walkie-talkies, but they were all meaningless.

The weather was good. In the afternoon, another group of rescue personnel entered the mountain. They wanted to try their best in the last half of the day.

However, they did not find anything.

The scope of the search expanded to three kilometers. They carefully searched every inch of the land, but they did not find any useful information.

The mountain path was rugged and the trees were crisscrossed. It was as if Claire had vanished into thin air. Other than the pendant, there was nothing else.

At three in the afternoon, a voice from the first base urged, "All rescuers, prepare to retreat."

At 3:30, all the people started to retreat.

"Second group has not found the target. Prepare to retreat."

"Third group has not found the target. Prepare to withdraw."

"Fourth group has not found the target."

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"Group one, group two, group three, group four, group five, group six, group seven, group eight, group nine, group ten, group eleven, group twelve, group thirteen, group fourteen, group fifteen, group sixteen, group seventeen, group eighteen, group nineteen, group twenty, group twenty-one, group twenty-two, group twenty-three, group twenty-four, group twenty-five, group twenty-six, group twenty-seven, group twenty-eight, group twenty-nine, group twenty-ten, group twenty-three, group twenty-four, group twenty-fifteen, group twenty-six, group twenty-seventeen, group twenty-eighteen, group twenty-nineteen, group twenty-fifteen, group twenty-six, group twenty-seventeen, group twenty-fourteen, group twenty-fifteen, group twenty-seventeen, group twenty-fourteen, group twenty-fifteen, group Twenty-Six, group Twenty-Sixteen, group Twenty-Sixteen, group Twenty-Fourteen, group Twenty-Fifteen, group Twenty-Sixteen, group twenty-fourteen, group Twenty-Fifteen, group twenty-six, group Twenty-Sixteen, group Twenty-Eighteen, group Twenty-Fourteen, group twenty-sixteen, group Twenty-Sixteen, group Two-Fourteen, group Twenty-Fourteen, group Two-Fifteen, group Twenty-Fifteen, group Two-Fiendteen, group Twenty-Fiendteen, group Twenty-Sixteenth, group Twenty-Fiendteen, group Two-Fiendteen, and group Twenty-Fiendteen."

The answer came from T-Bone. After replying, he immediately shouted in the channel, "Boss, Jem, are you alright?"

Jeremiah was hanging from a bush.

The blade in his hand fell to the ground and clanked for a long time.

He didn't dare to show any signs of weakness, so he naturally couldn't respond. That might be the most dangerous time in Jeremiah's rescue career.

His life was hanging by a thread. The shrubs could not hold him up at all. With a slight movement, he could easily pull them out.

"Boss!"

T-Bone's voice was like the sound of nature.

Jeremiah was finally rescued. However, his right leg was severely injured. When he fell, he knocked into a protruding rock. The knee pad on his knee was knocked away and a long cut appeared on his knee. His flesh was badly mangled.

It was fortunate that the protruding rock had cushioned the impact, so Jeremiah was able to grab hold of the shrubbery and save his life.

T-Bone took out the medicine and tried to touch his foot. "Do you feel anything?"

Jeremiah's face stiffened. "No."

After the bandage was applied, T-Bone wanted to help him down the mountain, but Jeremiah refused. "Go back to your own route." He sighed and stepped on the ground with his right foot. "I'm fine."

"Boss!"

"Go!" He looked at him. "Returning is also an opportunity."

T-Bone wanted to say something, but in the end, he did not say anything. He walked away with hatred.

Jeremiah watched him leave before he pulled up the walkie-talkie. "Group 01, received. No target found. Prepare to retreat!"

He took out a branch and used it as a walking stick. He walked back step by step. Halfway there, he heard T-Bone's trembling voice. "Boss!"

He even forgot to use the walkie-talkie and shouted at the top of the mountain.

Jeremiah suddenly raised his head.

Then he heard T-Bone say, "I found her."