"Report, Dragon Spine Camp Third Squad Fang Qingyu, mission completed, now requesting to proceed to the next location for support!"
Fang Qingyu's voice came through the radio, sounding exceptionally clear and steady amidst the noisy rain, with no trace of the exhaustion from the recent life-and-death battle.
The other end of the radio fell into a few seconds of dead silence, only the buzzing of the current could be heard.
In this brief silence, Fang Qingyu had already taken the lead, walking towards the edge of the field, his palm steadily placed on the invisible barrier.
A slight movement of his mind, the barrier rippled like water waves, opening an exit barely large enough for one person to pass through.
Cold wind mixed with the city's hustle and distant sirens rushed in instantly, diluting the thick and lingering stench of blood and the foul odor from the Bone Buddha's remains inside the force field.
"Are you all okay?"
