Suicide Bombers

Chapter 232: Suicide Bombers. On the city wall, tension had reached its peak. In the distance, the black ranks of the Sirius Empire slowly advanced like a tide. The war drums grew louder, each beat seeming to land on every heart with a heavy, oppressive thud.

The scorching heat radiating from the Fire Demon Crystals filled the air. Mixed with the soldiers' ragged breathing and muttered curses, it made the atmosphere suffocating.

The soldiers of the Firearms Battalion began climbing onto the battlements, preparing for their first charge.

Calling it a charge was generous. They were meant to carry Fire Demon Crystals toward the enemy, get as close as they could, then ignite the crystals and take a few foes with them before they died.

It was practically a suicide attack. No one wanted to go, but the officers overseeing them stood right behind them. Refusing meant certain death; going might leave them a slim chance of survival.

Lin Ming was about to follow the others when the Scarface veteran grabbed him.

Scarface moved discreetly. Taking advantage of the chaos, he snatched all five Fire Demon Crystals from Lin Ming's hands and stuffed them into his own tunic. He moved quickly, his eyes full of concern born of experience.

"Kid, you're new. You don't know what you're doing. These things are dangerous. Lose control for a second and you'll blow yourself to pieces."

Scarface kept his voice low and spoke rapidly, leaving no room for argument. "You'd better not use them. Surviving your first battle is enough. Stay behind the others and keep your distance. Don't rush forward. If you see cover, get behind it. Staying alive comes first."

Lin Ming froze. He looked at Scarface's fearsome yet kindly face and was about to speak when a shrill, cutting voice