No one could understand the feelings of the Base Commander.
After searching for his son for more than twenty years, he finally found him, only for his own carelessness to make his son turn into a zombie while chasing the enemy...
The Base Commander had always been a tough man, but even he couldn't bear the pain of losing a son again.
The slight dampness on his back made Leng Yebai pause.
A strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart.
"I don't know when I'll turn into a zombie, but what about you, when are you going to lose weight?"
Leng Yebai's body sank slightly, as if his legs couldn't hold up anymore.
Running a long way with the Base Commander on his back was really tiring!
The Base Commander didn't appear to be slightly overweight, but he was all muscle, which made him quite heavy.
The Base Commander used Leng Yebai's clothes to wipe his face... and his nose, then suddenly jumped off, lifting his head high, trying not to look at Leng Yebai's legs.
Didn't dare to look.
