Wu Qiang's body had always been strong, but at this moment, he also shuddered.
The cold didn't seem to be just a physical feeling, but a chill from the heart.
Moreover, the two of them could clearly feel that this piece of land seemed to have become somewhat different. Although they couldn't tell what was different, it made them feel very uncomfortable.
Originally, although this piece of land was barren, it did not give off such a gloomy feeling.
Zhao Yongjun hesitantly listened and asked,""Wu Qiang, do you feel anything different? Isn't it too quiet?"
It was already very quiet in the middle of the night, but after that moment, Zhao Yongjun clearly felt that the silence made him panic.
Wu Qiang listened carefully and said,"Old platoon leader, it seems like the chirping of the insects has disappeared ..."
"Were there any insects chirping just now?" Zhao Yongjun was a little uncertain."There shouldn't be any insects in this season, right?"