Chapter 507 The Tiger Returns to the Grove, Its Roar Still Echoes
- Things didn’t play out the way Curtis and the commander expected.
- After he fired off the attack order, not a single fighter charged. The whole field went dead quiet—so quiet you could hear people breathing.
- On this stormy night, the wind cut like knives across their faces. Rain crashed down like ice. Pierced by wind and water, the night felt still as a grave.