"Go...go ahead." Someone suppressed the fear in their heart and whispered to Ah Fu.
Ah Fu nodded in satisfaction, his eyes gleaming with a strange look at the soldier. He unconsciously licked his lips, about to say something, but was hit on the head by a nut thrown by Tang Ye behind him.
"Behave yourself."
Tang Ye, in frustration, had been smacking Ah Fu's head countless times throughout the day.
He and Chen Chaoyang had entered Qinshan Base together. The first thing they saw was the gore of rotten flesh not far away, and the colorful innards scattered everywhere. The soldiers from Shiwuguan Base, who had come along, couldn't help but frown. The streets on both sides were extremely filthy, with decaying flesh visible everywhere.
And that patch of gore had obviously just been made. One look and they knew it was the result of a bombardment. The smell of gunpowder still hung in the air.
