"Captain Han, this person is simply a quack. We can't get rid of him!"
"How could he have such a rich experience? From day to night, he attacked us at random intervals."
"He just wants to grind us to death!"
"Our food has already been used up, and it's hard to get supplies in this situation."
"He is a madman. These three days are longer than the previous ten days!"
In the dark, several members of the Sharp Knife sat together and looked at the empty backpack. They all felt particularly anxious.
Over the past three days, everyone had already left the forest. Relying on a cliff, the view here seemed to be a little more spacious. To them, this was a better way to fight.
"This person is very strange. He even knows our path of advance and plans to ambush us in advance."
"He used almost everything he could use. I still suspect that there is something that can't be used by him as a weapon!"
"This man is too horrible. He seems to be the Dominator of this island. I have not even realized when he came to us and set a trap in front of us!"
"He only pays more attention to the details than us," Helen said in a low voice, "People will make use of everything they can, including the temperature on that day, the wind direction, and even the intensity of the sunlight at different times to conduct the most suitable attack at that time. Don't forget how many times he appeared in front of us and went back against the light, but we couldn't find him. We can't figure out his real strength, but his means are far better than ours. In other words, he knows too well about this kind of fighting methods in the wild. He can use anything. This experience is exactly what we are lacking. Therefore, while he is attacking us, he is also a chance for us to learn. I hope that he will keep going on like this."
In the past three days, Henry almost never stopped harassing them. By any means, during the day, at night, taking advantage of the geographical environment, climate, and intensity of the sunlight. Everything that could be used by Henry was used by him over and over again.
As for Helen and the others, at the very beginning, they were completely led by Henry by the nose. But now, everyone was more than just a little more vigilant, and they were much more cautious than before.
Under the moonlight, Henry lay on a wide branch and closed his eyes.
"These three days are enough to make up for your laziness in the past ten days. From tomorrow on, a new round of battles will begin. Let's stop here. I hope you can stay alive. As for Flynn, I don't have to worry about him for the time being. Alvin won't die, either. As for some others, they should be cleaned up. There are so many troubles in this training. There are also the Recluse Association and the Alvin League..."
Henry yawned.
"Let's have a good sleep tonight."
Half a month of training had worn down the people on the island.
Early in the morning, the noise caused by a few helicopters woke up those who were still sleeping.
"The supplies! Captain, the supplies are here!" The Sharp Knife members pointed at the helicopter in the sky.
Flynn glanced at the woman sleeping next to him, looked up at the sky, and said, "Are the goods coming? There will be a lot of people fighting for them. But don't worry, I will get some of them." "Delivery is here!" Alvin's lips cracked as he sat down on the ground.
Sloane was disheveled, lying on Alvin's back, and lazily said, "Do you want to grab it?"
"I need you to help me build up my influence," Alvin said as he licked his cracked lips. "I need these supplies!"
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