Retreating Doesn't Belong to My Style
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
He really couldn't afford to lose.
Qin Yuan was silent.
He sorted out his emotions, looked at the time, and stood up.
He shouted at the surrounding soldiers,
"Time's up! Let's go! There must be no rest along the way! We must return to the logistics company as soon as possible!"
Qin Yuan ordered loudly.
"Yes, sir!"
The soldiers below answered in unison.
Although there weren't many people, only about thirty of them, they were exceptionally loud.
They had already rested well and were full of energy. Their voices were also a lot louder.
Then, the entire army officially set off in the direction He Chenguang had given them.
Under Qin Yuan's command, the speed was very fast. It did not take long for them to walk more than a kilometer.
It was already noon, and the sun was high in the sky. The atmosphere was hot, and the surrounding environment was unbearably hot.