Chapter 611 (2/2)

After a long time, Danny recovered his senses. Touching the back of his head, he felt something sticky. “I must have hit on something hard when I fell on the ground. Since I could remain sober, it must be nothing serious.”

With his blurry eyesight, he saw a teammate coming to him.

“Are you alright?”

Danny could only vaguely hear it. He managed to wave his hand, indicating he was fine.

“Give me a hand. Two people are wounded,” the teammate shouted.

Soon, Danny and Malt were surrounded by more teammates and were dragged out of the collapsed pile of dirt.

At that moment, Danny noticed that the short spear had torn apart the edge of the trench, creating a crescent-shaped gap. It did not fly away over his head but instead it hit the trench edge, penetrated the thin soil, and struck into the trench wall. The dirt that fell on their bodies was from the spot where the spear’s hit.

When he looked at Malt, his heart suddenly clenched.

He saw there was a bleeding wound as big as a bowl on Malt’s shoulder, and his arm almost fell off, only a few strands of skin connected the shoulder, his white bones exposed.

“The spear wasn’t thrown in vain. It hit Malt.”

The teammates went back to the battle, leaving one soldier to take care of Malt. All the soldiers in the First Army understood that as long as a wounded soldier could survive till the end of the battle, Miss Nana would make him fully recover. So hemostasis and dressing was a compulsory course in the First Army. The soldier left pulled out a dagger, decisively cut Malt’s arm off and then sprinkled the herbs in his pocket on Malt’s wound before he wrapped the wound with gauze.

After suffering this treatment, Malt awoke from his coma, murmuring a faint groan.

“Lie still. You’re not going to die.” The soldier consoled him.

“Where is Cap-Captain Danny?”

“I’m here.” Danny clenched his teeth, upheld his weak limbs, and climbed to Malt’s side. “Why would you do that for me…”

“Because I’m your protector. Of, of course, I won’t leave you behind.” Malt’s mouth slowly opened and shut. “How did I do? I fulfilled my duty, didn’t I?”

Danny suddenly felt an unspeakable guilt surging from the bottom of his heart. “Sure… you did very well.”

“Really?” Malt smiled with a difficulty. “This will pave my way to meet Miss Nana.”

“That’s right. Both of you can meet her.” The soldier looked at Danny. “You can take care of him, right? I need to go back to my position.”

“Yes, I can… Thank you,” Danny said, nodding.

After the soldier left, Danny slowly picked up his gun from the ground, dusted off the dirt, and managed to stand up.

“I can still fight!”

“The enemy must pay for this wound with blood!” Danny thought.

However, the approaching army of the church was no more. In the pervading dust, the enemies were retreating in panic, and only their backs could be vaguely seen.

Cheers burst out from the trenches.

They had won!