As cries for mercy rang out, the first few awakened people to escape were mercilessly executed.
The head rolled to the ground and landed among the insect corpses.
Although they are deserters, every face has a pitted appearance. They have also fought bravely.
"Click"
Lighting a cigarette, Tyer raised the cigarette to his mouth tremblingly, pulled the corners of his mouth painfully and took a deep breath.
He sat helplessly on the mountain of corpses, looking at the earth silently.
The battle ax was placed by his side, and the communication tool he clutched tightly in his left hand.
Looking at the bloody setting sun of the double sunset, he couldn't help but reveal a sad smile on his face.
"Your Excellency Ren"
"Where are you?"
"We really can't hold on anymore"
Chapter completed!