Extra, Chapter 432: Nothing More To Give (1)
The transport plane departed, leaving behind seventeen future casualties. The soldiers simply didn’t know it yet.
The setting sun, the swarm of black flies, the busy soldiers setting up the tent—these scenes filled Ndulele today.
Kang Chan sat at a dusty table with a cigarette in his mouth, looking indifferent. He knew smoking this much was bad for his health, but he couldn’t stop reaching for cigarettes now.
Clomp. Clomp.
One of the guys in front of the tent approached Kang Chan. He had a square jaw, thick neck, solid chest, bulging arms, and a hairstyle that was shaved close except for the short hair right above his forehead, a so-called “assault troop” style.
The man hesitated in front of Kang Chan. He seemed to have something to ask but didn’t want to appear weak in front of a younger-looking Asian.
“We will get new orders in two days. We’ve been commanded to rest until then, so go relax,” Kang Chan ordered.
However, the man didn’t move.
The man seemed to be picking a fight, which annoyed Kang Chan so much that he could probably kill him where he stood right now. Surprise immediately followed, however, for having such a murderous thought just because the man refused to leave. At that moment, he realized how quickly one could turn into a murderer.