They wielded the military bayonet in their hands and used them to slash both sides. Just like that, they created a path.
It was already 7:32 pm.
The power generation equipment in the mine was reactivated, illuminating the entire mine as if it was daytime. The illegal militants with guns and live ammunition were guarding the surroundings. The people inside couldn't go out, and it was difficult for the people outside to enter.
The peacekeeping soldiers, who had been staring at the mine, hid behind the broad leaves of a wild banana tree. Their hands that were holding rifles were tense as they stared ahead.
Two peacekeeping soldiers had taken the risk to enter the mine. Now… the power equipment was turned on and the power grid was working again. There was no way they could come out.
They didn't know if their comrades would arrive safely and if the government would send soldiers to support them. To be honest, they didn't have much hope that the government would send soldiers.
