This was an open expanse, where two clearly divided forces had set up camp several hundred meters apart.
Armored vehicles, tanks, Cannons, and more had their barrels trained on the other side. They had even constructed defensive positions and set up heavy machine guns.
Behind each of their positions was a scene of bustling activity.
The fighters were filthy, some still wrapped in blood-seeping bandages. Some lay on stretchers, while others lay directly in the mud, turned into a mire by the rain and countless trampling feet.
Of course, the wounded being tossed into the mud only happened on the side with more men.
Farther off in the muddy ground sat a large group of people covered head to toe in mud, guarded by armed fighters around them.
Both sides were busy preparing food, and the difference between them became apparent at this moment. From the position of the smaller force came the rich aroma of meat. The people there laughed and joked, relaxed and harmonious.
The breeze carried that aroma into the camp of the larger force, making them thoroughly unhappy.
Happiness came from comparison, so the side with fewer men became even happier...
No one knew when it started or who started it, but the two sides began shouting insults at each other from several hundred meters away. Still not satisfied, they even sent people out to engage in unarmed one-on-one fights in the mud pits.
Just as the atmosphere was growing heated, a Hummer drove straight over from the distance and stopped between the two sides.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the vehicle.
Wang Yan jumped out wearing combat boots, lit a cigarette first, then waved at the few men fighting in the middle. They obediently returned to their respective formations.
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