One just had to replace 'people' with 'comrades'.
Those who didn't know would never realize this. As J5's comrades, however, they knew.
The north wind was still blowing outside. It was howling like a ghost. A few clusters of snow fell from the branches of the trees, creating a huge pile of snow on the ground. G3 bent down and scooped up some snow from the pile that fell from the tree. He placed it in his mouth and chewed it.
He had his back facing his comrades so that they wouldn't see the tears at the corners of his eyes.
Han Zheng and the rest didn't speak either. They stood quietly in the snow and silently adjusted their breathing.
Suddenly, G3 coughed violently. The first cough was very loud. Then, he raised his hand and pressed his arm against his mouth. He continued coughing softly for a while.
After coughing, he smiled bitterly and said, "It's a little embarrassing to choke on snow."
