"Including you and me, only Gather survived."
"Cough cough cough..."
Cohen heard the news and started coughing violently again, clutching his throat forcefully.
Shadik raised an eyebrow.
This was the first time he had seen Cohen so out of control. Could it be post-traumatic stress from the battlefield?
He had heard that Cohen was very active in the Middle East and had participated in various large-scale wars. Perhaps the missile bombardment just now triggered some memories from the battlefield.
"Cohen, are you okay?"
"I'm fine!!"
Cohen gritted his teeth and growled lowly, then, somehow, suddenly returned to his calm and cold demeanor, "The army and police will soon block this place, we have to leave quickly!"
After saying this, he stood up, but the backpack on his back broke at that moment and fell off.
He hurriedly picked up the backpack carefully, "Let's go!"
