Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1784

Chapter 1784: Stick to the comms

Meanwhile, in the original place where Zoren’s group had originally planned to dock, the three groups who had parted from the main group to dock there sat around. All of them were panting, with at least three of them injured.

"You guys alright?" one of the men asked, eyes on his comrades.

The person he was looking at winced a little but nodded. "Was grazed, but fine. It’s not going to kill me."

"It’s been a while since we’ve been deployed on a mission, and here we are," one of them uttered, his voice mixed with amusement and sarcasm. "Talk about disbandment."

"At this point, we might not get disbanded, but die instead."

"That’s up to you if you let that happen," another one mused.

Upon hearing that, all of them fell silent and let out heavy breaths. Their eyes then fell on their surroundings, filled with men—enemies—they had taken down in an ambush.

"There’s a mole, that’s for sure. It’s just not in our group," one of them muttered. "We should start moving and find a way to regroup with the main group."

"Yeah?" another one spoke, already standing with a pair of binoculars in hand. "Well, I guess we should start crawling. More are coming in here."

Everyone looked at the last speaker and shifted their eyes to where he was looking. They all knew it wasn’t over yet because this ambush was not only meant to stop a few men, but Zoren’s entire group.

Someone on this island was making sure Zoren would die even before they got further into the island.

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Meanwhile...

Taking the route Zoren had told them, three trucks made their way through the quiet woods. One of the trucks’ headlights was broken, while the other wasn’t working. Considering these trucks had simply been looted from the groups the soldiers had blended in with, signs of battles were evident on the vehicles.

Zoren kept his eyes down, clutching a handle in the back of the open truck. The road was rough, making them bounce every few seconds. However, they all traveled in silence.

silence, Zoren couldn’t help but recall

would’ve told him first. However, he didn’t want to entertain the thought that he had lost

lived two lifetimes... she probably just didn’t have

his teeth, his grip on the handle

quiet, unfazed by the rocky road they were taking. When he glanced up, he caught the dark look plastered on Zoren’s face. Hugo, on the other hand, sat

Hugo was in the most denial, treating this as if everything was part of

was what

guilty of the same denial. After all, if they accepted that

getting through the dark woods to avoid gathering attention, they

a helicopter flying over the forest they were in. Due to how low it was flying,

Hugo wondered to himself, his brows furrowing.

the Prime Group’s," Angel, Atlas,

their eyes off the helicopter. Those three—Angel, Atlas, and Zoren—were aware of every vehicle Penny owned. One, because Angel had worked for Penny before he was deployed to Zoren. And Zoren

you’re right," Atlas muttered, snapping his eyes at

be Uncle Wild?" Zoren guessed, but Angel, who was in the front, looked

he’s not that careless," Angel replied. "He wouldn’t fly that low and garner that much

were back to the original

if it were almost nosediving somewhere? Who was crazy

questions ran through their minds, they soon concluded there was one crazy person in

it wasn’t

if she was alive, and if she were, she would’ve been in this place. That was if she had foreseen the missile that had blown

down

blurted out, watching everyone glance at him

Hugo turned his

at the trucks behind them. "We’re picking

up their engines and pick up the pace. As for Angel, he yelled at the front to relay the message. Their earpieces weren’t working anymore, and their other methods of communication were suspected to be tampered with, so they could

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