Everyone had never expected that on the bank of a small river at the foot of the tranquil and peaceful mountain with the setting sun in the west, they would suddenly encounter an attack. What people found even harder to accept was that a comrade who had just been laughing and joking, feasting on the fragrant roasted wild boar meat, had already been killed with a pierce through the throat.
Was this a dream? A living, breathing comrade, just like that, gone. A life, just like that, lost?
Too unexpected, too cruel, everyone refused to believe that this could be real.
But the splatter of a comrade's blood and Wang Jianjia's shouting forced them to accept that this was a grim reality!
