Brushing aside the snowflakes, there was indeed a corpse. The body had been cleanly gnawed at by wild animals, leaving only a skeleton. Luo Zheng picked up the clothes on the ground that were torn and riddled with holes, covered in bloodstains. It was barely discernible as a snow camouflage combat uniform, heavy and durable for winter, without any rank insignias or emblems, so the nationality was indiscernible. Luo Zheng tossed the clothes aside and saw a pair of military boots nearby, marred by tooth marks from being chewed on.