Girl's Doomsday Rebirth Revenge & Survive novel Chapter 472

**TITLE: Doomsday Rebirth 472**
**Chapter 472 Their Teammate**

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In the midst of chaos, both Caroline’s crew and the army found themselves united by a singular goal: to rescue Dyson. Yet, instead of fostering cooperation, the tension between the two factions grew thicker, creating an atmosphere charged with animosity.

Crow, being the astute individual he was, understood the delicate balance he had to maintain. He had learned the hard way that offending either the army or Caroline’s group was a fool’s errand, especially when it came to Dyson. With limited options at his disposal, he sought out a few individuals blessed with healing abilities, urging them to channel their energy into Dyson in a desperate attempt to mend his injuries.

Most had already cast Dyson aside, convinced he was beyond saving. But against all odds, he clung to life, battling through the darkness that enveloped him.

Gradually, he began to regain his strength, inching his way back to the world around him, until the day finally came when he could stand unaided.

After being confined to a bed for what felt like an eternity, the urge to stretch his legs and explore the surroundings surged within him. As he stepped outside, the cool night air greeted him, and his eyes fell upon Caroline and her team as they climbed into their vehicle and prepared to depart.

He raised a hand in a casual wave, a gesture that felt oddly inadequate given the circumstances. Rubbing his chin thoughtfully, he pondered their late-night departure, flanked by a convoy. What were they really up to?

Crow had filled him in on the events that transpired during his unconsciousness, and Dyson could sense Crow’s reluctance to provoke Caroline’s group.

However, the most shocking news was that Lisa was gone.

It was as if he had blinked, and suddenly, the world he knew had been turned upside down.

“Man, that stings,” Dyson murmured to himself, the weight of the revelation settling heavily in his chest.

He turned to the dark corner beside him, addressing the unseen presence there. “What about you? Are you okay with this? Tyler had already outshone you before everything fell apart, and now the gap between you two isn’t just wide—it’s monumental. Are you really fine with that?”

Silence hung in the air, thick and suffocating.

The wind whistled through the empty streets, a haunting melody that echoed Dyson’s thoughts.

Caroline’s convoy had vanished into the night, and the army’s vehicles were nowhere to be seen.

Dyson stood alone outside Building B, the darkness wrapping around him like a shroud.

After what felt like an eternity of silence, a raspy voice finally broke through, “Not fine at all.”

The man’s voice was rough, as if it had been scraped raw.

“Especially now—it’s the end of the world, and Tyler still has a woman. Me? I don’t even have a female dog.”

By the time he finished speaking, the bitterness and anger in his tone were palpable.

If anyone else had overheard, they would have felt a chill run down their spine.

But Dyson merely chuckled softly, finding a strange camaraderie in the man’s frustration.

“Heh, same here. We’ve been working alongside Mr. Crow for ages, and somehow, we still ended up losing to a random small group that just appeared out of nowhere. I had plans to lounge around, eat, and sleep, and then bam—this bizarre ability pops up.

“It feels like the universe is shoving me back into action.”

The glass slid down, and the white bird zipped inside—it was Silver.

Immediately, Silver and Jet began chirping excitedly, exchanging what sounded like crucial information.

A moment later, Jet seemed to connect the dots. He puffed out his chest, firmly planted his feet, and exclaimed with bravado, “That bastard—”

Then the air filled with an unending stream of curses.

Using his signature string of expletives, Jet relayed everything Silver had overheard.

Tyler frowned, deep in thought as the pieces fell into place.

Denton, unable to contain himself, chimed in, “Silver said the guy’s voice was all hoarse, like his throat got wrecked? No way!”

He was holding Silver’s favorite snack, feeding her as he spoke, his eyes wide with realization.

“What’s going on?” Caroline inquired, her curiosity piqued.

“That man used to be on our team,” Tyler replied quietly, a hint of urgency in his voice. “I’ve been searching for him.”

Denton’s eyes widened in disbelief. “No way, right? He always respected you. When you were chosen as captain, he had your back completely. He was good to me too. His throat injury should have killed him. You saved his life.”

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**Chapter 473 Danger**