The late autumn afternoon in Hai Province still boasted a dazzling sun, scorching hot.
Mist danced outside Spring City as a somewhat exhausted row of figures slowly emerged, their heads adorned with gas masks and their special protective suits smeared with bloodstains.
The pathfinder walking at the front kept a straight posture, carrying a rolled-up flag, breaking through all obstacles along the way.
Those behind were almost all injured, as if they had been through a Fierce Battle, and some were lying on stretchers.
The last burly giant dragged a section of a truck bed, taken from a truck, heaped with haphazardly giant carcasses, a few dismembered altars, and several unrecognizable bodies.
"It's already this late, huh."
The person behind the captain looked up at the approaching dusk sky and removed his mask, his long hair cascading down like water.
"The inside is so hazy, the timing is all messed up."
Ji Xue sighed, "Was hoping we could make it back for lunch, I'm starving."