"Moreover, haven't you noticed? Whether it's the federal higher-ups or these soldiers, they have all tacitly accepted this 'choice'..." Sun Hang continued, "aside from setting up a blockade, they haven't done anything else."
"What about Yang Qi?"
Sun Hang was silent for a moment, then said, "I can't save her."
...
...
Time ticked by, and fewer and fewer people paced inside the base. Everyone had returned to their respective posts, waiting quietly for that moment to arrive.
Sun Hang heard it clearly, when the clock ticked from 14:59 to 15:00, the colonel standing next to him swallowed hard.
"Fifteen minutes left." Yang Lian clenched the tablet in her hands, her knuckles slightly white.
...
May 19, 15:14.
The last minute.
The enormous air force base fell silent; the thumping of hearts had never been so loud.
In the last ten seconds, everyone held their breath.
Five seconds.
Three seconds.
One second.
