The deafening explosion wave carried a scorching airflow, violently striking against the body of the armored troop carrier Az was in, emitting a metal groan that grated on the teeth.
Outside the vehicle window, all that could be seen was billowing black smoke, leaping flames, and dirt and debris flying in every direction.
A wailing scream, chaotic gunfire, the crackling of burning vehicles, and various panic-stricken, incoherent reports blaring from the radio mercilessly drilled into his eardrums.
Az's body jolted violently with the explosion of an IED nearby, he gripped the handle tightly, his face quickly fading from initial shock to an ashen pallor.
In the first few seconds, his brain was almost blank, with nothing but his heart pounding wildly in his chest, nearly bursting out.
"What's going on?! Where's the attack coming from?! Is it Song Heping's main force?!" he yelled into the radio, his voice sharpened by extreme tension.
