Axel moved with blinding speed, thrusting Jayvaughn's limp body beneath the dense pile of dead soldiers.
It was brutal physical work, and Axel gritted his teeth against the exertion.
He knew Jayvaughn's back would be badly grazed and scraped as he shoved him under the heavy flesh, but minor injuries did not matter right now.
The only priority that mattered was keeping both of them alive.
Once Jayvaughn was pushed deeply into the mound, Axel began wiggling and shoving his own body under the heavy bodies.
It was an exceptionally difficult feat because the combined weight of fifty human corpses was crushingly heavy.
Yet, fueled by absolute desperation and a powerful will to survive, Axel managed to force his way beneath the pile.
When only his hands remained sticking out, he pulled the pins from the three high-grade explosive charges held in his palm.
