The long night had finally passed.
As the misty white light hovered in the distant sky and the first ray of sunlight poured onto the smoke-filled street, Bit, sitting behind the sandbag wall, finally set aside the heavy burden in his heart and relaxed his tense shoulders that had been tight all night.
Two hours ago, sporadic Eaters were still wandering toward their position, but now the whole area was dead silent, not even the sound of a single gunshot could be heard.
Gradually, the sound of snoring, loud as thunder, came from the machine gun post nearby, and some soldiers, worn out by fatigue, even fell asleep with their eyes open.
This was their first time on the battlefield.
Bit found it a little hard to believe as he glanced at his own right hand and then looked at the bloodied battlefield around him, his heart filled with unspeakable emotions.
They…
had actually survived!
It was unbelievable.
At that moment, the creaking sound of boots on concrete came from behind.
