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The sun was bright, smoke spread, and blood flowed like a river. It was a cruel battlefield.

In the Hummer, Kang De leaned in the driver's seat and closed his eyes to rest, breathing evenly.

There were some scratches scattered on the surface of the Hummer. At this moment, they were slowly disappearing. The wheels, chassis, and even the body of the car were sputtering and even solidifying with large pieces of blood as if they had collided from a slaughterhouse. The entire car was stained with a dense smell of blood.

Corpses were everywhere on the battlefield as usual, and blood flowed.

However, it was even more tragic, terrifying, and strange than the previous two battlefields.

If experienced scouts investigated this place after this, they would definitely come to a conclusion—there was only about a tenth of the flesh and blood on the battlefield, or even less.