An artillery shell exploded less than two hundred meters in front of Gao Yang.
The flash and the loud noise made Gao Yang instinctively lower his head, but Joseph still held the steering wheel firmly, and the car didn't even shake.
A large-caliber shell exploded two hundred meters away, and the kind of shock and fear it induced was not something just anyone could endure. Gao Yang had seen artillery bombardments many times, but that didn't mean he could remain indifferent to explosions happening close by.
A piece of rubble flew a long distance, accurately hitting the front windshield. After making a huge sound, it left a fist-sized hole in the glass of the car where Gao Yang was sitting.
This encounter happened simply because Gao Yang and his group were too close to the targeted area of the shelling, and they were still moving forward.
