In an instant, Luca stared with wide eyes, his whole body tense like a stone, his heart sinking like it was filled with cold lead.
In his mind, the scene on the battlefield in the air-raid shelter, where his comrades perished with the carriage, seemed to reappear.
After he came to his senses.
Luca instantly held down Gu Ji's shoulder, gritted his teeth, and whispered.
"Herman, don't make a move, don't sacrifice yourself here in vain, go with them first, I will definitely find a way to get you out!"
Gu Ji said nothing.
Looking at Ler lying on the ground, dying with eyes wide open in anger;
He no longer knew what to say, letting the Schutzstaffel soldiers grab his arm and confiscate his weapons.
Goring, the Labor Inspector, the Schutzstaffel...
Gu Ji vaguely remembered something.
