Chapter 1725
Chapter 1725: The Unlucky Fugitive Who Accidentally Broke In (Part 5)
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Taking a shortcut by helicopter, from start to finish, it’s just enough time for a nap.
Having woken up too early, Joshua Bailey tossed all the summaries aside and went to sleep.
When he woke up, he had already arrived at the Campsite.
He disembarked smoothly, remembering to take those summaries with him.
"Did all those guys get sent off?"
"Was the journey smooth?"
As soon as he got off the plane, Joshua Bailey, who had good relations with people, received a lot of "greetings," and he greeted them back one by one.
In the Campsite, the medical and rescue arrangements were astonishingly well-organized, and there were plenty of supplies being transported, making the ongoing camp setup quite lively.
Joshua Bailey asked about Harris Caleb’s Tent and found the location with a stack of summaries in hand.
"Vice Captain."
He directly pulled open the tent flap, carrying his things inside.
He wasn’t there.
Joshua Bailey took a couple of steps inside, looked around the well-equipped tent, and when he confirmed there wasn’t a shadow in sight, he couldn’t help but feel puzzled.
"Looking for me?"
A cold voice suddenly came from behind.
Startling Joshua Bailey into a cold sweat.
Damn, how does he walk without making any sound!
"Vice Captain, here’s the summary you wanted, along with the personal assignments."
Wiping his sweat, Joshua Bailey handed all the documents to Harris Caleb.
At the same time, he took a moment to glance at Harris Caleb.
And with that look, he froze.
Harris Caleb was dressed in a desert combat suit, with a wide-brimmed camouflage hat on his head, matching the camouflage Tent beside him—astonishingly handsome.
The aura of determination and iron-bloodedness coming at him was overwhelming, making one involuntarily submit in admiration.
The only thing differing from his aura was the cup he held in his hand.
Well, it could be called a thermos cup.
The lid was open, and whatever was inside emitted a faint coolness, gradually rising from the cup, cooling down the heat in one’s chest.
Strangely, the two qualities matched exceptionally well.
This was a soldier.
A soldier temporarily away from the Battlefield, resting.
For some reason, Joshua Bailey had always held a touch of awe for this Vice Captain.
Just like Captain Hutchinson, both were the pride and excellence of the Hutchinson Team, supporting the Aaron Doom’s cause.
"Put it on the table."
Without accepting the stack of summaries, Harris Caleb spoke coolly.
He didn’t seem very interested.
"Aren’t you going to look at it?"
Seeing Harris Caleb so relaxed, Joshua Bailey finally felt relieved and asked him.
Harris Caleb replied coldly.
"Is there anything else I can do for you?" Joshua Bailey suddenly put on a fawning expression.
Harris Caleb lazily lifted his eyes, giving him a glance.
In that instant, Joshua Bailey only felt a chill rushing to his face, stinging like a blade.
This aura, this presence, was more ruthless than the Captain’s.
"Go ahead."
Joshua Bailey responded immediately.
Feeling a sense of heroic determination unto death.
"According to intelligence, at ten o’clock last night, a group of escapees crossed the border into our country. Around seven o’clock this morning, they were spotted on the desert’s edge, and they have now entered the desert."
In a leisurely manner, Harris Caleb spoke with a purely factual tone, devoid of any weight.
It was all irrelevant to him.
Joshua Bailey fell silent for a moment.
After a moment, he couldn’t help but furrow his brows and said to Harris Caleb, "If they’ve entered the desert, there’s a possibility they might encounter that group of cadets, right?"
The chances are slim, but not impossible.
Thinking of this, Joshua Bailey felt even hotter.
Unexpectedly, Harris Caleb’s demeanor was very indifferent.
— End of Chapter 1725 —