Old Zhou?
Qin Shi was somewhat surprised; he never expected that the first acquaintance he'd run into on the front line would be Zhou Yuanchen!
The other wore a camouflage uniform, a beret on his head, with a familiar sharpness in his face amidst the wind and smoke, and the unique fatigue of a frontline soldier etched between his brows.
Overall, there wasn't much change.
He just seemed more mature.
"Qin Shi?"
Zhou Yuanchen jumped down from the lead armored vehicle, his gaze sweeping over the slightly dilapidated outpost, habitually observing the environment.
Then he saw Qin Shi who had just completed the task of repelling the black tide pollution.
He clearly hesitated for a moment, then strode over:
"It's really you! I said the Lieutenant Qin from the front line sounded a lot like you! But the report didn't mention any names."
