The scorching sun climbed higher as the chill gradually receded.
In Jiazhou's Nabiya during November, the rainy season was long gone, ushering in a fall withered grass and foliage.
The temperature variation between day and night was extreme.
During the day, the sun was searing, with temperatures soaring above thirty degrees Celsius, unbearably scorching.
Come nightfall, however, the mercury dipped to just a few degrees, piercingly cold.
As the temperature rose, the sunlight grew more vicious.
The armed militants who had gathered were stripping down under the blazing sun, some baring their chests, others wearing just tank tops.
Their dark skin and bright white teeth were exceptionally striking.
In this free-spirited, unfettered region,
these militants were especially lax and unrestrained.
Dozens of their armed pickups congregated outside the bustling city of Xikelse, as if they were there for a gathering.
