It took Kang Chan quite a while to check all forty corpses.0

When he returned to the barracks, his right leg finally gave out. Still, although his odd and limping steps made his weapons and magazines clank around, the pain felt strangely comforting. 0

When Kang Chan arrived, he found Enzo tying his leg with a cloth that he seemed to have crawled on the floor to retrieve. Once done, he stretched his legs out and rested his back and head on a bed. 0

“Look under the desk there,” he commanded. 0

Having just examined dead bodies, Kang Chan wasn’t really in the best mood. Still, Enzo had to have a good reason to issue such an order despite the look in Kang Chan’s eyes.0

Kang Chan wordlessly headed to where Enzo had pointed with his chin. He then searched through the desk drawers.0

Pft. 0

It was unbelievable. At the bottom of it were two packs of cigarettes wrapped in plastic. 0

Kang Chan took the packs and went to get two bottles of water. His right leg dragged a little behind him, but he could still move. 0

After giving Enzo a bottle, he sat down on the ground in front of him and gulped his water down.0

Thanks to a mere bottle of water and some hidden cigarettes, he finally felt as if he could breathe again. 0

When he joined the Foreign Legion, he imagined what the battles would be like. He thought he’d be crouching in trenches,...0