"Hey, was there some noise coming from upstairs just now?"
A patrol member of Team F raised his head and spoke while looking at the ceiling.
"Isn't that the squad leader's room above us?" Another member revealed a knowing look and snickered, "It's quite normal, we always hear something every time we patrol here, don't mind it."
"So it's the squad leader... I see."
The person nodded with envy and let out a long sigh: "The squad leader sure lives a comfortable life..."
"Yeah, truly comfortable... But I'm sure I'm not the only one hoping this damn squad leader gets the hell out of here soon, right?"
"Hehehe... Don't worry, all the brothers in the team understand you!"
"Such sorrow..."
"And quite thrilling..."
"I feel like I'm about to snap and go crazy again. Lately, it feels like we're back to when the catastrophe just broke out, living every day in so much pain..."
"Why again? Hold on, bro, we can survive strongly without girls, you've still got me!"
