C16 Show off

Jeremiah, who was especially calm, held the walkie-talkie and said, "Confirm the target."

T-Bone's voice was still shaky. "Yes!"

Jeremiah threw the stick and walked towards the other side. The road was not far, but he felt like he had walked for a long time.

T-Bone knelt on the ground and dug with his hands and feet.

By the time he arrived, the hole had been dug clean, revealing a small mountain cave half the height of a person. It was a mound formed by the collapse of the land. It had been there for a long time, and it was wrapped by the roots of the surrounding trees, forming a small cave.

The cave was not deep, and the light from the flashlight could be clearly seen. There was a figure with curled hair, a thin figure, and a black clip beside her.

T-Bone was almost kneeling. "Oh my god, we finally found her."

However, he suddenly didn't dare to go in.

Jeremiah, on the other hand, calmly picked up the walkie-talkie and said word by word, "Hello, a group has found the target. The medical team is ready." He reported the coordinates and put the walkie-talkie away before crawling into the cave.

Claire's breathing was weak, but thank god, she was still alive.

He called her, but there was no response.

He looked at her carefully. There was an obvious wound on her right calf, and there was some unknown liquid on the wound. Other than that, there were no other signs of injury. However, her skin temperature was a little high, and there were signs of a fever.

The cave was too small, and there was too little space to move around. Jeremiah roughly checked it out and took out a piece of clothing from his bag to cover her head. After that, he used almost all of his strength to carefully move her out of the cave.

She had not woken up yet, and she was still in a fetal position.

Jeremiah gently pulled her over and found a black backpack in her arms. When he let go of her hand, he saw a small head in the zipper that had never been pulled tight before.

Although it was just a glimpse, he could still see clearly that it was a rabbit. It was covered in gray fur and was scurrying around the bag.

Jeremiah did not know why a rabbit would run out of the bag that Claire was holding tightly. After checking her injuries again, he lifted a corner of her clothes and fed her a nutrient solution.

She seemed to have woken up and called out in a weak voice, "Mommy."

He did not know who she was calling.

She had a mother, and her mother was still alive. However, Claire had been abandoned since she was young, and she was not close to her at all.

Her name was Lenora.

Jeremiah pursed his lips.

As the night fell, the wind rustled the leaves on the trees. He covered her with his coat. After doing all this, he sat down on the side, exhausted.

They were afraid that there were hidden wounds on her body, so they did not dare to move him.

The walkie-talkie was filled with the sounds of the main camp. The cheers of the people were hidden in the background, and it was a background that could make people's blood boil.

It was also the meaning of their participation in the rescue.

The medical team came faster than they had imagined. He retreated to the side and watched the paramedics come forward. He watched as they put her on a stretcher and quickly carried her away from this place. After the chaos, only the sound of the wind rustling the leaves could be heard.

T-Bone walked over and rubbed his shoulder. "Let's go. We can finally have a good night's sleep tonight."

He retracted his gaze, picked up his things, and hummed in acknowledgment.

Ophelia was waiting for him at the foot of the mountain.

An elder who was even younger than him looked at him with a bitter expression and announced, "Jeremiah, I won't forgive you."

Jeremiah could not help but smile. He leaned closer to her and said, "Aunt, my leg hurts."

Ophelia: "..."