493 Chapter 493 Not A Single Hair

Leaving behind a group of people who had no command of any of the three paths should be an easy task for Desmond, but things changed when he had to carry a woman in each arm while taking care of the lives of the rest of his squadron.

Eventually, the condition under which Desmond's squad was moving caused them to be caught up bit by bit by their pursuers. Relying on the digital map in his visor, Desmond not only knew exactly when they would be hit by his enemies, but he was also well aware of where they came from.

From the beginning, it was a bit odd that such a large number of enemy forces reached this part of the forest without being stopped or detected. A group would have been possible, but it should not be possible with the current amount of enemy forces in pursuit.