“Ahhhhh!” a woman screamed as the soldiers were handing out food.0

Kang Chan took out a cigarette and lightly bit on it. His eyes were on Park Chul-Su, who was so startled that his eyes swiftly darted toward the cave entrance.0

“A child probably died,” Kang Chan explained.0

“A child?”0

“This will happen again, so you’ll probably hear another person screaming.”0

Park Chul-Su stared at Kang Chan, pity and sorrow evident in his eyes.0

Couldn't they save the children?0

Chk chk.0

Even if the medical team rushed over right now, they still wouldn’t be able to save the child that had just died or the child that Kang Chan was assuming would die later. Giving food to the children who were going to die was the best gift they could give them right now.0

A moment later, a skinny woman with a dark-skinned child in her arms weakly walked out of the cave. The child still had food smeared all over its skin, having failed to eat them.0

The cries of African women made them sound as if they were screaming.0

These people would dance if they got...0