Brother

Evening.

The battle finally ended.

The setting sun dyed the sky and the sea red.

Countless corpses were piled on the shallows full of reefs and the coast.

The enemy was completely wiped out.

However, there were no cheers of victory on the shore.

The corpses of their companions, family, and teammates were mixed with the corpses of the enemy. They could no longer tell the difference in flesh.

War was cruel.

For animals, life was difficult and precious.

However, in order to survive the next generation and guard their territory, they had no choice but to fight with their lives.

Everyone quietly dug the cave and dragged in the corpses of their companions that could still be distinguished. They let them be buried under the thick ice forever, hiding on the ground they had exchanged their lives for.

As for the enemy's corpses, they were naturally brought away and placed in the icehouse as military food.