After grabbing the image and staring at it over and over, Zhang Tie sat there with his mouth agape, his mind a complete mess.
He was dead. He really was dead.
This is fake. It has to be fake.
Although he knew that something would most likely happen to the capital and was aware of the Mutants' existence, Zhang Tie, being so thick-headed, had never seriously thought about what the future would bring.
It was as though he simply didn't want to face the future. Most of the time, Zhang Tie treated himself like an ostrich. If Team Leader Lin told him to charge, he charged. When nothing was happening, he thought about nothing at all.
Deep down, he was too afraid that the future would grow increasingly difficult, afraid that things would only continue to deteriorate.
Life was already hard enough. They were already barely surviving.
He couldn't imagine who would still be alive if disasters continued to emerge and each crisis became more terrifying than the last.
Clutching the white paper in his hand, the two of them sat facing each other in silence. Bear Dunce lowered his head and forced out a muffled sentence.
"Team Leader Lin."
"He's a good man."
"I'm a little upset that he's dead."
Seeing Bear Dunce's dejected mood, Lin An hesitated before silently nodding.
Yes.
Although they had a poor relationship with the military, Li Hao was a pure soldier. As a member of the Neutral Faction—or rather, someone with no faction at all—
As long as he could stop disasters and save more people, this solemn middle-aged man was willing to do anything.
He was like an old poplar in the desert, still sacrificing himself even when death had come.
Whether in his previous life or this one, Lin An still