C980 Request for Negotiation

What appeared before the captain's eyes was not the fresh air, nor was it the enemy's concealed area, but the corpses of his comrades. Everyone was shocked.

No, it was anger.

The captain ripped the gas mask off his face, but the air was not fresh.

A thick smell of blood permeated the air, even more difficult to dissipate than the poisonous smoke.

The team leader stood there in a daze