"Da-da-da..."
The sound of gunfire continued from the other side of the protective wall, yet inside Falcon Camp, everything remained orderly.
For the survivors here, war was no longer a novelty. They merely carried on with their tasks calmly, sometimes remarking, "Today's commotion is bigger than usual."
In the command center, Zhang Dongyao stood at a doorway smoking a cigarette.
The lab director went to find a doctor, and as Falcon members passed by, they talked amongst themselves while curiously looking towards the doorway.
Zhang Dongyao irritably flicked his cigarette butt onto the ground and then stomped it out hard with his foot: "That troublesome Wang Lin!"
She was responsible for caring for and protecting An An, but she disappeared in the blink of an eye at such a critical time.
