The sun was now right on top of the barracks. The clouds of dust, intense sunlight, mad banshee wind, and the bone-chilling temperature felt as if they were starting to loom over Kang Chan’s head.0

“There’s going to be an ambush from the enemies at night,” Kang Chul-Gyu said quietly, his gravelly voice coming through with only the two of them left in the barracks. “I heard you’re also expecting an attack.”0

Kang Chan glanced at Kang Chul-Gyu and saw he was glaring sharply at the enemies with a firm expression.0

“I want nothing more than to find my son’s remains and have him rest beside my wife,” Kang Chul-Gyu continued.0

“What is it you’re trying to say?” Kang Chan asked in annoyance.0

Kang Chul-Gyu turned around to face Kang Chan.0

“I know you don’t like me, so let me ask you this with peace of mind. I don’t know if it’s because of the plane ride or because of the cold weather, but my health has suddenly taken a turn for the worse. I’ve been told that if I get a nosebleed, I should consider it an emergency since I have a shrapnel in...0