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The enemy beneath the Baneblade Tank startled the Flower Shield soldier. He reached for his Automatic Rifle, but it had vanished somewhere during the bombardment.
He went for his dagger, but there was no room to use it in this cramped, low space.
After fumbling around on himself, he discovered that the only thing he had left was a Fragmentation Grenade.
He gripped the Fragmentation Grenade, held it out in front of him toward the Silver Shield soldier, and trembled violently from head to toe.
The Silver Shield soldier lay quietly there, watching the Flower Shield soldier go through all that. When the Flower Shield soldier actually pulled out a grenade to threaten him, he snorted with laughter.
"Using a grenade in a situation like this? Are you trying to take me down with you?"
Indeed, beneath the tank chassis was a semi-enclosed space. A grenade's power would be amplified here.
The moment this grenade's pin was pulled, both of them would die.
The Flower Shield soldier froze in a standoff, while the Silver Shield soldier shook his head.
A military greatcoat was wrapped around his abdomen, soaked through with blood.
He pulled the greatcoat aside and showed the Flower Shield soldier the wound on his stomach.
Although it was dark beneath the tank chassis, they were close enough for the Flower Shield soldier to see the massive gash in the Silver Shield soldier's abdomen.
The enormous wound was at least twenty centimeters long, as though someone had slashed horizontally across the Silver Shield soldier's stomach with a blade and dragged all his intestines out.
If not for the blood-soaked greatcoat holding them in, his abdominal cavity would likely have emptied long ago.
The Silver Shield soldier said weakly:
"Give me