Street.
An hour has passed since the eradication of the malformed beasts, yet the troops remain stationary. After the fierce battle, everyone requires some time to recuperate, and just moments ago, a simple funeral was held here.
Cremation.
This is the most common burial method during wartime. In this battle, twenty-three people died unjustly. They were stacked together, some gasoline poured over them, and at the moment Feng Zhiyong threw the match, fierce flames immediately engulfed them.
Some sobs echoed through the crowd. Among these twenty-three, some were their close friends, companions, squad leaders, even brothers who shared life and death. Throughout these seven days, they have witnessed too many such scenes, yet they still haven't gotten used to it. On one hand, they feel sorrow for the dead, on the other hand... no one knows if they will be the next to lie in these flames.
From soldiers to warriors.
They need some time to complete their transformation.
