In the train station, the rebel general, Alva, screamed. The situation in front was tragic. The government forces had mobilized their forces to attack directly. He already had a feeling that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
Soon, even more tragic news was heard. Saiya Street was lost. Tanks passed through the buildings and came over. The howitzer blasted a bloody hole.
"Where are the mines? Damn it! Where did they place the mines?" Alva was no longer shouting normally. His eyes were ferocious, and his neck was thick and swollen.
No one knew why the mines didn't explode. No one knew that the five people who laid the mines had been secretly killed.
The sunlight got brighter and brighter. When they walked under the sunlight, it was as if they had walked into a furnace. Their clothes that were wet became dry, leaving behind white salt stains. At this moment, Ye Jian and the rest had already passed through the park.
