Such a soft gunshot had made Ye Jian's heart hurt. It was too painful. It was so painful that it seemed to have pierced a hole into her heart. She felt so cold that she couldn't stop it at all.
The smell of blood wafted to the tip of her nose. In an instant, the tears in her eyes fell.
This was the bloody battlefield, a battlefield that was filled with cruelty. Even so, as soldiers, they had to face it.
Wearing this dark green military uniform, one had to undergo the cruel baptism of blood. Only by undergoing the cruel baptism of blood could one become a qualified soldier.
Tears fell on the back of Xia Jinyuan's hand. He moved his fingers slightly as he returned the pistol. He didn't comfort her. He just handed the gun to her and said calmly, "I'll bring them out in ten minutes. You must complete the retreat within ten minutes. The speedboat is only about eight minutes away from you.
