The Golden Horde, Chapter 12
A whimper.
It was a sound that did not belong in his fitful dreams.
Lee Qiang woke up, kicking the thin, camo-patterned top half of his space sleeping bag off him, rising, walking toward the source of the sound. For half a second, he felt disoriented and weak from low blood pressure before a rush of adrenaline made him alert and sharp.
He wasn’t the only one to wake up, but he was the first to intercept the situation.
