In order to obtain the key 'sample,' an elite army of close to five hundred people was dispatched from Ambo City. Sambika and a dozen hunters from the association were also in the team, including a medical logistics team of about twenty people.
The team had close to five hundred people. Before heading to Demon Island, none of the members of the team thought that it would be an easy mission. They were all mentally prepared to face difficulties in advance.
However, under the premise that they were mentally prepared, everything that was happening before their eyes still crushed the mentality of some of the team members.
One night when they were temporarily resting, a magical beast attacked their temporary camp.
That night, forty-five people lost their lives, including the ten tour guides sent by the prison on Demon Island. Unfortunately, they also lost their lives.
Ironically, the well-trained and well-armed army of close to five hundred people not only failed to capture the magical beast after the attack, but also failed to see its appearance clearly.
Those who died in the attack did not leave behind a corpse. They were all taken away by the magical beast in the dark of the night. Needless to say, they all ended up as food for the magical beast.
Perhaps the magical beast thought that it had enough food, but when it attacked the forty-fifth person, it stopped and retreated.
The leader of the team led the entire team out of the temporary camp overnight. When the sun rose and they felt that the place they had moved to was safe enough, they immediately used the specially equipped radio to contact the staff in the prison on Demon Island.
After explaining the situation to the prison, they received a reply that they would come to their rescue. However, after a few days, there was still no news from the person in charge of the rescue. For some reason, the radio had become uncommunicable.
The situation was getting worse and worse. The leader felt that they could not delay any longer and decided to continue with the mission.
Although they did not have a 'tour guide' like the people on the island, they had a detailed map. As long as they followed the map's guidance, they could find the general area where the sample was located. However, they could not identify many potential threats.
In the next three days, without the 'tour guide', the team's progress was not as smooth as before. They suffered heavy losses. More than a hundred people died one after another.
If time could turn back, the leader would definitely choose to temporarily retreat and wait for the prison to send people over. However, that was only an 'if'.
After three days of rash progress, the team was getting closer and closer to their target. However, the dangers they encountered also began to become more and more ridiculous.
All kinds of large beasts, as well as cunning magical beasts, as well as poisonous insects and snakes that were impossible to guard against, caused the number of people in the team to rapidly decrease to two hundred and thirty-five people.
At this rate, even if the team reached the target's location, they wouldn't have enough manpower to search for the target.
The team was caught in a dilemma. If they continued to move forward, they might not be able to find the sample. If they retreated, they might fail the mission, but more people would survive.
Looking at the current situation, retreating first was the best choice, but the soldiers had received orders to obtain the item at all costs.
The thought of not letting the mission fail was rooted in the minds of the captain and the many soldiers. Thus, the captain made the choice to continue moving forward in a dilemma.
Then, this evening, the team leader was on the verge of death because he had been bitten by a palm-sized mosquito. In less than three minutes, his organs were failing rapidly, and he was not far from death.
They encountered the insect tide in the evening.
It was an inconceivable scene to them. It was as if they had become the public enemy of the entire island. Countless different types of insects attacked them in groups even though they were not provoked.
Was an ant scary? Was a mosquito scary?
In this case, the answer was: yes!
Even if it was a small insect, when it carried a highly toxic or bacterial virus and had the consciousness to attack, it would become very terrifying. What was even more terrifying was when it came in groups and covered the sky.
When the insect tide came like a dark cloud, the entire team first fought back, but after they ran out of bullets, the team immediately fell apart. When the captain died, the members began to scatter and flee for their lives.
Facing the insect tide that attacked them from all directions and the poisonous creatures that could be seen everywhere on the ground, while they were defeated, they didn't think about the mission anymore. All they thought about was survival.
Sambica was one of the members of the team. When she saw the insect swarm flying in the sky, she and two other members of the association jumped into the mud to avoid the terrifying insect swarm. On the other hand, the rest of the people were trying their best to escape.
No one could explain this phenomenon to them because the members of Demon Island who accompanied them were the first batch to be sacrificed, and there was no news of the follow-up personnel. The worst case scenario was that the radio would fail and they couldn't contact the prison.
These radios could communicate within the range of the island. It was also a communication device specially provided by Demon Island's prison to replace personal communication devices.
Sambika and the others were the same. Before they landed on the island, no one could bring their personal communication devices. They used the radio provided by Demon Island's prison.
However, in the face of such danger, the radio had lost its function.
Why did the radio fail after the first contact with Demon Island's prison?
Since the first attack had killed ten prison staff, the remaining members of the team didn't suspect Demon Island. In fact, everyone who landed on the island knew how terrifying this island that wasn't affected by human interference was.
At the center of Demon Island, there was a huge lake. There was an island in the center, and on the island stood a huge prison that was mainly black in color. That was the prison of Demon Island.
The water in the lake was connected to the sea outside, and the prison staff's main means of transportation was a submarine. As for the stronghold at the port, it was just a facade.
In the towering black prison, there were many people walking around in a room filled with instruments and equipment. These people were all wearing the white lab coats that symbolized researchers.
A huge screen showed the entire island's floor plan. There were close to 100 blinking red dots and over 400 blinking green dots on the map.
A gentle-looking man with glasses sat in front of the screen with a pizza that he had taken two to three bites out of.
A short-haired girl who looked like a high school student stood next to the man. She wore a black uniform with daggers and unknown hidden weapons in the pockets on her uniform.
The short-haired girl's eyes were sharp, and her nose was very small. There were two iron rings on it, and her slightly opened mouth revealed a small mouthful of white sharp teeth.
"There are 26 baits near the F115 coordinate. Get ready and lead the team to retrieve them," the gentle-looking man said and swallowed the rest of the pizza in two to three bites.
After finishing the pizza, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and wiped the grease off his hand on his white coat.
"If there are still survivors near that coordinate …" The short-haired girl said with a grin.
"Do you still need me to teach you?" The gentle-looking man glanced at the girl.
"No, I just want to confirm … After all, I don't want to be scolded by you for killing the wrong person," The short-haired girl had a cold and cruel smile on her face.
"Apart from people with telekinesis, you can do whatever you want with the others. After all, they're barely good food," The gentle-looking man stared at the red and green dots on the screen and said calmly.
"Yes, sir."
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