This was a pure weapon confrontation, testing only their proficiency with the equipment. A newly emerged howitzer, under the crazed leadership of Willie Ash, was utterly smashed with assault rifles and missiles, while the vanguard and assault soldiers in the lead, one by one, shot like they were out of their minds. After dragging people out one by one, they unleashed a barrage of bullets on corpses, as if they wouldn't stop until their anger was vented.
Damn it!
Seeing this group of people turning into madmen under Willie Ash's leadership, Jude Marsh cursed with a dark expression.
Finally—
Amidst the surge of fury, Sandy Cruz brought good news.
"There's news about Dallion Collins." Sandy Cruz's voice, through the earpiece, reached Jude Marsh's ear.
"How is it?" Jude Marsh asked with a strict face, his tightly furrowed brows relaxing a bit.
"I'm fine," Dallion Collins's voice still carried a hint of gasping. After a two-second pause, the voice became much calmer, "I ran fast."
