Wei Cheng was a bit confused, staring blankly at Yang Fei.
Yang Fei sighed and casually explained.
"The camaraderie between comrades is the most precious emotion in this world."
"Anyone who sees their comrade, whom they've lived with day and night, dead and hanging, would certainly want to rescue them."
"As soon as you lower the body, the mine will explode."
"In this way, it not only harms the enemy but also serves as an alarm."
Wei Cheng was horrified: "These damned scoundrels, so despicable."
Yang Fei snorted: "On the battlefield, there are only the dead and the living."
"No gentlemen or scoundrels; words like these you say to children."
While the two were talking, Fan Yi had always turned in the opposite direction, vigilantly watching the surroundings.
Yang Fei waved his hand, signaling the Changfeng Squad to prepare for battle.
Since the enemy had set up a minefield here, and in the jungle, the scattered gunshots could no longer be heard.
