Zhang Zhiyuan heard a thunderous boom.
He initially thought it was the enemy's latest round of artillery fire, instinctively ducking, but the explosion did not follow. Instead, even the enemy's shouting had disappeared.
"What was that noise just now?" Zhou Zhi asked, poking his head out.
He shook his head, "Who knows."
"So, do we keep moving forward?"
"Of course, what else, stay here and get bombed?" he pondered and then added, "You go ahead, I'll peek over the top."
Climbing the slope was obviously dangerous, but precisely because of the danger, it was more suitable for him to do it.
