Chapter 422

In that gaze, a flash of disbelief flickered first, immediately followed by a surging wave of wild joy. Liang Song's chapped lips moved slightly. He wanted to say something, but found his throat too dry to make a sound. He cleared his throat, his voice hoarse yet brimming with emotion, "It's the backup team. We're saved." The words seemed squeezed from the depths of his soul, laden with the yearning of someone who had just cheated death. He Chenguang nodded heavily, tears glinting in his eyes. The exhaustion and fear that had accumulated in his heart over the past few days seemed to find a place to rest at this very moment. He thought of those perilous moments amid the hail of bullets, of the countless times he had brushed past the despair of death, and now, tears spilled uncontrollably from his eyes. Yet, the taut nerves of the two men did not completely relax. Countless past experiences of narrowly escaping death were like scars carved deep into their hearts, constantly reminding them that the darkness before dawn was often the most perilous. The slightest misstep, and this hope within arm's reach would vanish like a bubble. They knew all too well that the enemy would not easily let them go and might be lurking in some dark corner, waiting to deal them a fatal blow.