Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

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"Why haven’t the animals mutated?" Eleven asked curiously.

"Right, that’s why I think the first possibility is more likely... we retreat." Malin issued a retreat order for the first time in a mission, "We only have two legs; if we’re facing the Chaos Legion, we simply can’t outpace them on two legs. Or rather, we could make it, but you definitely won’t." After saying that, Malin looked towards the captain, who nodded bitterly, "So we have to retreat, but the bridge is broken..."

"No problem, I’ll drive. If we throw out the stuff in the back, we can at least squeeze in two and a half kids. You and one of your Jacks can sit behind me; the other will follow Eleven, he has a lot of experience with wilderness survival," Malin said.

"I’ll go with Mr. Eleven. Old Jack is getting on in years; he won’t make it," said the captain.

So the three of them sped back, only to discover that the fog had spread further. Jack and the two and a half kids showed some wariness upon their return, but after confirming the password with their captain, they relaxed. However, upon hearing the retreat order, Old Jack shook his head: "No, I’ll go with this armored gentleman. I have more experience surviving in the wild than you do, captain. You’re the one who’s too young to make it."

"Did I allow you to speak, old man! You’re my team member! You have to listen to me! Follow Mr. Malin and take the two kids with you!" The captain finished speaking and looked at the white-bearded Old Jack, "Understood?!"

"Such actions are a form of violence against a team member. I’ll report every detail to the Bishop! If you make it back alive, prepare for a scolding!" Old Jack finally complied with the order, herding the two and a half kids into the back.

Malin turned to Eleven: "Please bring the captain back alive."