Before Qian Wendao departed.
He called Chu Zhongxiong aside and lit his last cigarette. "I cannot let the enemy take my body. That would be an immense disgrace, both to me and to the Safe Zone."
"So once I leave War Readiness Zone 1 and head toward the enemy, you must order a saturation strike on my position."
"Remember to use skills without light or flame effects. They'll be easier to conceal."
"Like Norman and the others, I want to try to take a few invaders with me before I go."
Chu Zhongxiong fell silent for a moment, then asked, "Why must I give the order?"
Qian Wendao said slowly, "You're the calmest person here. If you do it, I can go with peace of mind."
The corner of Qian Wendao's mouth lifted. He tossed his half-smoked cigarette onto the ground and crushed it beneath his toe.
Chu Zhongxiong looked at the half-finished cigarette on the ground. "Your last cigarette. Aren't you going to finish it before you leave?"
Qian Wendao smiled. "I rarely smoke. Do you know why?"
Chu Zhongxiong had been about to say that he disliked it. But since he had lit one just before departing, that meant Qian Wendao had no aversion to smoking.
So he shook his head. "I don't."
"Because only the first drag is truly satisfying. After that, there's nothing much to it. To me, it's a waste of time."
"You know how much I hate wasting time."
Qian Wendao turned to leave, waving farewell to Chu Zhongxiong.
Only after Qian Wendao had gone some distance did Chu Zhongxiong mutter a curse. "Leaving something like this to me... do you think my heart is made of stone?"
There were two ways to kill an enemy.
The first was to attack head-on and