The tent of the field hospital cast long shadows in the sunset.
Song Heping watched Jiang Feng push Hunter into the operating room, the blood-stained curtain making a "clatter" sound as it fell.
His right hand unconsciously rubbed the anti-slip pattern on the gun handle.
This was the base of Lumar's 3rd Brigade.
Currently, the Rebel Alliance had retreated back into Usseda territory.
Defeated like a landslide, the entire campaign concluded with the victory of the Sen Republic.
But the cost was truly too heavy.
He turned his head to glance beside him.
Only Ferrari and Collins were still intact.
Of course, there was also Jiang Feng, who was in charge of penetrating raids and escaped unscathed for not returning with him to the government army camp.
"Song."
Lumar's voice came from behind.
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear!
