After two days of arduous travel, the Special Operations Team finally returned to the camp safe and sound. The familiar outline of the camp gradually came into focus, looking like a sheltered harbor that offered a trace of comfort to their exhausted minds and bodies. Xu Lin did not rush to find General Shane to report; he knew that there was a far more important matter to handle at this moment. With a solemn expression, he led the group slowly back into the camp and gently placed Jonas's cold body in the center of the grounds. Sunlight spilled over Jonas, yet it could no longer bring him a shred of warmth. The entire camp seemed enveloped in a hazy pall of sorrow.
Xu Lin decided to hold a funeral for Jonas. Though everyone was currently exhausted as if drained of all strength, every single person's body feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds, not a single person uttered even a word of complaint. They silently gathered around Jonas's remains, eyes brimming with tears, and observed a moment of silence for him. Low, broken sobs rose and fell throughout the camp, sounding like whimpers in a cold wind that told of endless grief. Liu Feng had just learned the general course of the entire operation in detail from Xu Lin, and when he saw Jonas's body with his own eyes, it felt as though his heart had been struck by lightning. Grief overwhelmed him like a surging tide; his lips trembled slightly, and tears spilled uncontrollably from his eyes—the reluctance and heartache of a comrade'…
Chapter 90