The next day.
Li Yu woke up and, lifting his head, saw Yang Tianlong lying not far away. He rubbed his neck; the way he'd lain down yesterday was a bit off, and he'd ended up with a stiff neck.
He rubbed his face and checked the time on his watch.
Six in the morning, the whole cave still completely quiet.
Li Yu picked up the gun placed beside him, then packed up his sleeping bag and stuffed it into his backpack, drinking water as he walked toward the cave entrance.
At the mouth of the cave, Xiao Ding was on duty. Seeing Li Yu, he greeted him.
Li Yu gave a slight nod, lifted his head, and saw the red sun at the horizon poking its head out from between the mountains.
The woods around were silent, as if nothing had happened yesterday, with only the marks where the heavy artillery had been set up left behind.
Li Yu went back into the cave to check around and found that all the munitions had already been loaded onto the vehicles, just waiting to head back to the base today.
