It was a weird, small-looking dent. One that looked compressed and out of place in a large patch of tall grass that was supposed to be standing upright.
"The fuck is that?"
Reaching over to the side, he took out his detached rifle scope. Using it as a binocular, he soon noticed a very thin layer of footprints on the dirt trailing the dent.
"Shit!"
"Yo! I found the toilet paper."
"Hand it over to me!"
As the yawning soldier quickly snapped the toilet paper out of his hand, the older soldier was a little confused by the sudden hurry.
"Don't use it all, we only have three rolls... Why did you take your scope out?" The older soldier curiously asked, noticing the object attached next to his vest.
"I saw something in the distance earlier. Let's go back and report it to the officer first."
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"Colonel Zhen Ren, it seems like the zombies in the mountain had mostly stopped for now," An officer murmured.
