Michael had just returned from a war zone. His body felt exhausted. His handsome face was covered in mud and blast wounds.
Michael was frustrated. A month had passed, but the situation at the border had not eased. There was no joy among the soldiers at the base. They all lived in fear and depression.
Moments later, a man was carried away. Michael heard Vincent scream.
"Vincent!" Michael screeched.
"I am done, Michael." Vincent's body was covered in blood. "Goodbye. If you survive and meet my family, please convey my apologies to them."
Michael was devastated; he had never expected Vincent to be severely injured. How could this be? What would happen to Vincent? Michael's enthusiasm to return to Winny was fading.
"You'll be fine. Don't worry, I'll support you." Michael tried to encoura
