Boom!!!
An explosion erupted on the distant beach, making the boiler blow sky high, spinning in the air.
Rudy Fernandez shuddered, his face went pale in an instant.
Two warships were blown up!
"Help, help... save me!" a man engulfed in flames, unrecognizable in his clothing, lunged at him.
An adjacent officer quickly grabbed a machine gun and shot the burning man, killing him instantly!
The smell of burnt flesh from the body made Rudy Fernandez nauseously vomit.
He was a baron, his family had been nobility since the 17th century, and he still held the status, owning vast lands and connections in Madrid, which was one reason he had become a brigadier general at his age.
What war had he seen?
The hardest part for him had been enduring the bitterness of an iced Americano.
He had no clue about fighting!
The battlefield strewn with corpses left his mind blank, with officers beside him pulling him to run.
If you don't run now, you'll just end up buried with your father!
