"Go!"
The British soldiers in front set off again. They had passed through the most dangerous place. The rebels were at the center of the nightclub. The surroundings were at least three kilometers wide. Amherst had appeared at the nightclub. As Ives hadn't received any news of Amherst's death, he needed to be wary of Amherst leaving alive.
The footsteps of the rebels could be heard. The government forces were already fighting with the rebels. Both sides were fighting fiercely. The exchange of bullets and grenades never stopped. The little boy woke up. Just as he muttered 'Daddy', his mouth was covered.
He couldn't speak.
The mother was so nervous that she hugged her husband's arm tightly. She was so afraid that her legs were trembling violently. She didn't even have the strength to stand up.
