Aigole shrunk his neck and stopped talking, just held his rifle tightly, his eyes full of tension and vigilance. He followed silently at the back of the troops, as he was new, his coordination with the troops was still very unfamiliar, naturally, he could only follow from the back.
He noticed some scattered bodies lying on the school playground, bodies of Elf Soldiers wearing the same iron-gray military uniform as his. The air was filled with a nauseating stench of blood and burnt flesh, making one feel like vomiting.
"We are Elves! Don't shoot!" Kelbu shouted towards the top of the stairs and stopped moving forward. He had just heard sounds from upstairs and confirmed that someone was there, so he shouted to confirm the other party's identity.
"We saw you! We noticed you coming in!" A voice replied from upstairs, and soon, an Elf Soldier holding a submachine gun came down, which made everyone relax a bit.
