He struggled to crawl on the ground, and in the process, he saw several bodies on the flat ground to his right with his peripheral vision; the bodies looked somewhat familiar.
"Hurry!" Third Uncle pointed his gun at Grasshopper's waist, urging him to crawl faster.
Feeling the gun barrel on his waist, Grasshopper dared not look again and desperately crawled towards that room.
A few seconds later, under the light of Third Uncle's flashlight, Grasshopper saw a corpse blown into two halves by a Hand Grenade.
The head was directly blown off halfway; if one were merely judging by appearance, it was impossible to clearly identify who the person was due to the blood and gore.
Grasshopper's eyes widened, staring unbelievably at the corpse; he knew who it was.
Those leg hairs, he could tell from the body shape that this person was Mantis.
But, he found it hard to accept that Mantis, who had just been chatting a moment ago, died just like that?
Stunned and dazed.
