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"Ugh!" Han Feng retched for several long minutes this time.

Feeling somewhat better after the ordeal, Han Feng rinsed his mouth with the last few sips of water from his bottle.

Blinking through tear-blurred eyes, he surveyed the convoy.

The air was thick with smoke, and bodies littered the ground, while the still-burning earth gave off a foul plastic stench.

Staggering out of the vehicle