When Peter heard this news, he was quite surprised. A platoon of soldiers protecting such a person? You should know that there are not a few thousand Georgian soldiers in this city at present, and he still retreated according to Eric's plan in the face of unfavorable battle. You can imagine the importance of this person.

But seeing Eric was quite calm, he looked at the translator and said, "Then when will this so-called row arrive? We can't wait here for a long time."

"I didn't tell me this. I guess I had to draw people from the nearby place. Because the air strike was really..." The translator said with lingering fear...

Eric pointed, "I understand. Before we came here, we were almost killed by the rockets flying from the sky." He sighed and said, "Then I'll go back now, please inform me if I have new news."

"Okay. Please rest assured and have a good rest." The translator said as he sent Eric and Pitt out of here.

After walking out of here, Pete whispered: "Does our plan continue? I mean to continue to reconnaissance early in the morning and then evacuate?"

"Of course." Eric nodded, "No matter who comes to escort, I have to look at it first. Who knows what is outside the city?"

After bringing this good news back to the foothold, everyone was very happy. No matter how tomorrow there would be a row of Georgians who would be better than being unfamiliar with the place and taking the wounded with them.

In addition to this news, when they came back, Steve, who had been in a coma, also opened his eyes. Although he was still so dizzy that he couldn't even sit down, he was at least awake.

"I can finally have a good rest." Evans immediately relaxed after hearing that he had contacted Tbilisi and escorted him. "My waist was about to break when he ran that day."

"Don't relax too much." Ochoa looked at Evans and said, "I think the Russian attack has just begun. Who knows what it will look like when the platoon comes?"

"Yes. Maybe there will be many Russians in the west," said Eli.

Donovan shook his head and said, "I also think we can leave here as soon as possible. But now we have made a plan, we have to follow the plan. What the Russians will do is not something we can control. What we know now is that it will be dark soon, and entering the mountains at this time will be a very troublesome thing for us. And we have been running around for a day, and everyone is exhausted and injured, so hurry up and rest. We may really have a hard fight tomorrow."

Eric chuckled after hearing Donovan's words: "Everyone cannot be too optimistic, but there is no need to be too pessimistic. As far as I have learned, the focus of the Russian attacks is on the north to the east, and the south is mainly air strikes, and no major moves were found in the west. So before the Russians launched the general attack, I think we don't have to worry too much."

"General Attack? Will the Russians tell you the time for the general Attack?" asked Morris.

"No." Eric shook his head, "but such a large-scale battle is not something that can be fought wherever you want. Although many of their troops went south, they have not yet taken their seats. They are still using air strikes and shelling to consume the Georgians here. From this point, it can be seen that the real general attack has not arrived yet." After saying that, he looked at Donovan and said, "Tomorrow we will follow our previous plan. The four of us set out for reconnaissance first. You can consider bringing the Georgians together or a few, and then starting to evacuate after determining the route."

"No problem." Donovan nodded and looked at the others, "Everyone eats something and checks the equipment again."

The air strike did not stop after nightfall, but the intensity was much weaker than during the day. When it was almost midnight, the translator came over with a team of Georgian soldiers. Eric, who had been tired for a day, was already asleep. Pete, who was still in charge of the alert, woke Eric up. The first thing Eric did after being awakened was to touch the black bag beside him.

"Mr. Eric." After seeing Eric stand up, the translator pointed to a very young Georgian man beside him and said, "This is Lieutenant Loria. He and these people under him will be responsible for protecting you out of the city and heading to Znaouli."

The man standing next to the translator stepped forward and saluted in English: "Hello, Mr. Eric. I am Loria, and my people and I are ordered to escort you out of here and go to Znauri."

Eric glanced at the man and immediately stretched out his hand and smiled, "Hello, Lieutenant Loria. You speak good English and don't seem to have any accent." Eric said in surprise.

The lieutenant named Loria smiled and said, "I went to school in the United States..."

Just as Eric and the Georgian lieutenant met each other, Pete looked at the Georgians. These people looked very young, at least much younger than the Man-Eater Shark Squad. This made people feel that maybe a few months ago they were all ordinary people, with their own lives, but they were just war-related needs to be recruited into the army. This reminded Pete of the scene when he first entered the Marines. They were all young people in their twenties who had no experience at all, and just followed their own taxi.

The officer and the sergeant obeyed the order mechanically. In addition to being young, the most noticeable thing was the weapons used. The camouflage and helmets they wore were very similar to those of the Russians, but the one they carried was an m16 rifle, which made the overall look a bit strange and inconsistent. In addition to each person's m16 rifle, one person was carrying an m240 machine gun, and several people each carried an m136at4 anti-tank rocket. As for ammunition, everyone had grenades and looked very sufficient.

"It seems that these people have better equipment than us. I feel like we are Georgians." Pete said as he patted the ak-74 on his back.

Evans, who was standing by, smiled and said, "They also have snipers. But they use svd. If we meet these people, it will be difficult to deal with."

"That may not be." Donovan looked at the group of people and said, "These people are very young and must have never fought a war. From their eyes, you can see that some people were frightened. The highest proportion of casualties on the battlefield was young people like them."

Pete said with a little puzzled look: "What does this mean? To show that they value it or are they perfunctory?"
Chapter completed!