On the small hillside, as they watched the group of camouflaged soldiers move away and head toward the center of the cemetery, Xiaoshuai, the guy with glasses, and the middle-aged bearded man finally let out a sigh of relief.
The two of them patted their chests in unison.
Just now, their hearts almost jumped up to their throats.
If there had been the slightest problem, they would have been riddled with bullets.
Fortunately, the goddess of luck smiled on them, and they weren't discovered.
Next, the two of them took out their phones, blew off the dust, and rebooted to continue livestreaming.
After the blackout just now, the fans finally saw some footage.
"Old Mu, what happened earlier?"
"Could it be that someone else showed up?"
"Old Mu, you didn't get caught, did you?"
"Looks like they didn't, otherwise, how could they still be livestreaming?"
"Damn! This livestream today is really exciting!"
"When the stream went dark just now, my heart almost jumped out of my throat."
