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Doc and Joseph exchanged a glance.
Both felt a twinge of anxiety but said nothing.
Doc pointed at himself, then pointed ahead.
Joseph understood, bit the whistle in his mouth, and nodded to the right rear.
The two quickly split apart, silently approaching from behind.
Luo De had taught the soldiers some hand signals, for times when communication wasn't convenient.
The two tiptoed forward and soon spotted three figures crawling on the ground not far away.
Two large and one small, they were crawling slowly toward the wheat field.
Doc and Joseph didn't make a sound, crouching as they slowly approached.
When they were three meters away, the figures on the ground suddenly became alert.
"Run!"
With a sharp cry, Doc kicked the figure in front of him flying.
The tall body fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.
Doc seized another small figure.
Joseph reacted faster, directly lunging forward to pin the third person firmly to the ground.
"Don't move!"
