Later on, they formed the Chichu Heaven trio with Mountain Crow and Thistle Xuedong, often appearing together in the public eye.
With a light touch, they obliterated tens of thousands of the Insect Race. The soldiers present were stunned for a long time, only coming to after the alarm ringing over the base was lifted. Many soldiers silently bowed their heads; they had thought the gap between them and the strong was significant, but didn't realize it was an unbridgeable chasm, unreachable even by traversing the desert to its end.
Most of them had already burned half their lives in this desert, where the vast yellow sand buried not only their youth and freedom, but also their old photographs filled with longing, buried with them when some veterans died on the battlefield without ever seeing their families again.
"Why won't those high-ranking people come to end it all?" one soldier said, head bowed, though the voice was not loud, it was clearly caught by Yun Que.
