Chapter 1263: The War is Over (Vote for us with monthly tickets)

Intense flames roared on the streets, their blazing heat punctuated by the sharp staccato of gunfire.

"Squad Leader, Squad Leader, I'll pull you out right now."

A young soldier, covered in dust and blood, crouched beside a toppled truck, his hands clutching the bloodied arm extending from the window. His feet pushed against the ground as he roared hoarsely in desperation.

The older soldier's waist was caught in the overturned and deformed driver's cabin, with only his head and one arm visible outside the window. He looked at the young man in front of him and smiled, saying, "Stop pulling me. You should find a place to hide. Your position is too dangerous—if a stray bullet comes along, it'll kill you."

"I should've been the one driving."