Extra, Chapter 422: Toward the Other Side (2)
Kang Chan estimated the speed their truck was moving before they got ambushed. Based on his calculations, it seemed to have been moving at a similar speed to running at a moderate pace. If so, then it would take him forty to fifty minutes to cover the same distance at a normal pace, and with Enzo on his back, he’d require at least an hour and a half to two hours.
Son of a bitch!
The sun was just now reaching the top of his head, scorching the tips of his hair.
A pungent odor wafted up from Enzo’s legs.
Sweat clung to his back where Enzo was touching him. Enzo’s raspy breathing brushed against his nape too.
Click. Click.
The clatter of rifles, magazines, and bayonets was more distinct than his boots on the ground.
That noon, a mass of shadows clung to his boots, trampling them with each step he took.
Click.