Infrastructure Craze (BL) (Full English Translation)

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Chapter 148 I'm Not an Orphan After All

Under the moonlight, in the camp.

The Alliance warriors gathered around while eating their dinner, forming large circles with the students in the middle.

Watching these lively students, the tense atmosphere due to the war seemed to ease a bit.

A senior from Crimson City loudly asked, "What are you doing?"

What kind of art troupe? They had never heard of such a thing before.

The students quickly replied loudly, "We're performing, entertainment."

The Alliance warriors listened in confusion, why did it sound more incomprehensible the more they listened? What was entertainment?

Anyway, they sat down while eating, it didn't hurt to watch. Now was the time for them to replenish their strength.

The students' performance began, and they were actually performing their resistance against Red City.

Ant, this little guy actually played one of the people from Red City, no, played someone from Red City, but the script was modified by Zhuang Yu.

Ant followed a group of slightly older "Red City" people, holding iron spears, with funny and comical postures, which seemed a bit derogatory to the image of Red City.

The people from the Alliance were amused because compared to the characters played by Ant from Red City, the students playing the Alliance seemed much more heroic.

However, as the performance progressed, it seemed more and more wrong.

In the performance, the Alliance suffered successive defeats, just like their current situation, and that sense of oppression transmitted from the performing students to the Alliance warriors.

Everyone held their breath, what would be their fate?

It was like waiting to see their own ending.

In the performance, a battle was taking place, and it was expected to be another defeat for the Alliance as usual.

But...

This was a sneak attack, and the Alliance took the initiative to boost morale by attacking.

Of course, a sneak attack should not be discovered by the enemy before the best opportunity appears.

But an accident happened, the enemy's torch was thrown towards where the Alliance soldiers were hiding.

The spectators' hearts rose to their throats, thinking it was over, they must have been exposed this time. There was also a hint of inevitable frustration and defeat in their eyes.

But immediately, the spectators noticed something was wrong.

Amidst the raging flames, the Alliance soldiers hidden in the grass remained motionless, gritting their teeth, clutching the soil... as if the flames burning on them didn't hurt at all.

The spectators' eyes narrowed, and they felt a chill in their hearts.

They understood, this soldier, in order not to be exposed, was enduring the burning flames.

Quiet, quiet, the sound of the flames crackling seemed incredibly tragic.

This performance was not a silent drama; there was also a perfectly timed narration.

"He understood in his heart that this was the most important battle for the Alliance. No matter what, the Alliance needed a victory like this. So, even though the flames were burning his body, he remained motionless, enduring any pain without wavering in his inner determination, enduring, enduring..."