Chapter 890: The Nameless Person

"The boss is dying!"

"Time!"

"Right now!"

"Stop the car! Emergency medical treatment!"

"Time!"

"Thirty seconds, no! Ten seconds!"

Desperation, sadness, anger, and confusion.

The electronic interference could no longer be maintained, and the conversations over the radio were concise, without any superfluous words, not even half a sentence. Without years of working together and reaching the extreme familiarity, such brief exchanges could not have conveyed precise information.

Yuri was dying, the military doctor reported. Someone asked how long he could hold on, and the doctor replied that he was about to die, which led someone to decide to stop for emergency treatment, and then another asked how quickly it had to be done.

Initially, the military doctor said thirty seconds, but he immediately changed it to ten seconds.

Because Yuri's heart had stopped.

Ten seconds.