Chapter 301: Qingyuan Crisis

Meanwhile, in Qingyuan.

Two soldiers stood on top of a building, watching the area below them as the lampost slightly illuminated the road.

"It's just three hours away from New Year's now. Man, when are we going back to Luoping?"

The soldier who was speaking had a private rank, and looking at appearances, he was at most in his early twenties.

Next to him was a Corporal-Rank soldier who looked bored out of his mind.

"It hasn't even been a week yet. Quit complaining, man. Newbies like you are always complaining so much."

As the two soldiers stared out to the darkness in the distance, the Corporal took out his canteen to drink.

"What are you drinking? That doesn't smell like water at all." The private asked curiously.

The Corporal continues taking a big sip before handing the canteen over, signaling him to try it.

With a short sniff, the strong alcohol smell hits the private right in the head.