" Captain He, it's pitch-black inside and there's no movement. It feels strange!"
A talkative soldier beside him muttered.
"Since we're here, there's no choice to retreat!"
He Chenguang reprimanded loudly.
"If you want to run, you can! But don't ever appear in front of me again!"
"Yes... Yes!"
The soldier didn't say anything else.
He Chenguang held his breath and slowly chanted.
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
As soon as He Chenguang finished speaking, the troops flashed into the house like a flock of crows.
The entire house was immediately surrounded by the noisy footsteps of the troops. A few soldiers in front of them held flashlights in their left hands and guns and weapons in their right hands, shining them into the darkness ahead.
In an instant, the solidified darkness around them dissipated, and everyone looked at the scene.