Chapter 244

Su Yang had nothing left to cling to; nearly all the Gold-rank ferocious beasts near Jiacheng had been slaughtered, and he wasn't the only one hunting them.

Zhu Zhu Xiaoshuang ordered: "The flying familiars are still alive—help carry more people!"

Two emergency squad members had lost many flying familiars in that defense battle.

Su Yang could only be grateful that the Storm Eagle had a high-altitude reconnaissance mission and didn't need to carry passengers.

The Storm Eagle had always been proud; no one except Su Yang could touch it.

Not even his sister had touched it!

Getting it to carry someone… was nearly impossible!

Unless Su Yang forced it with a stern command!

The Storm Eagle took to the sky, guarding the two returning squads.

Su Yang sat behind Zhu Zhu Xiaoshuang, staring blankly.

Behind him were seventeen coffins, bound together and stacked neatly.

Each coffin was wrapped in bright Federal flags.

Inside each coffin lay quietly one member of the Seventh Squad—Su Yang's comrades from just over ten days ago.

On the Black Tiger Eagle's back, Su Yang and Zhu Zhu Xiaoshuang were both silent.

"Captain, what missions will we have after we return?"

Zhu Zhu Xiaoshuang kept her gaze fixed ahead: "For a while, there won't be any group missions—only scattered small-scale tasks may be assigned; most members will focus on replenishing familiars and restoring their strength."

"Mm."

Zhu Zhu Xiaoshuang gazed at the empty sky and said: "When the time comes, they may still need your help to restore their strength."