บท 445: 7.15.1 Meeting my hero.

The moment the missiles flew through the air, there was a heavy atmosphere among the soldiers who were burning up the ghoul nest. 

Whether they like it or not, that was the trumpet of war as well as death. Making the fear in the mood of the mortal soldiers apparent.

They had heard the tales, heard the horror stories from their seniors. They were well aware that there was a high chance that they had a low chance of survival. But more than fear of death, what they worried more about was their family.

'Death means food for the family.' That was the one way the military of Cynark ensured that their soldiers wouldn't desert them when the time came, they would fight for the future of their family, a future that was at stake by their country itself.