K7, who was lying on the ground, stood up calmly. He didn't forget to pat the dust off his body. "I'm not dead. I'm alive."
"F*ck!" T6, who was so shocked that he even broke out in a cold sweat, cursed in a low voice. He quickly said, "Don't f*cking pretend to be cool. Hurry up and come over! Second floor, take the third turn on the left…"
Before he could finish his sentence, T6, who was staring out of the window, cursed even louder. He contacted G3 and Z7 outside. "What's going on outside? A group of people came!"
From his direction, even though it was pitch-black outside, he could see a group of people rushing over from the dilapidated street under the faint night light.
G3 and Z7, who were guarding the other entrance, jumped out of the darkness. Z7 said in a low voice, "Direction!"
"East! Damn it! These people are carrying artillery! Retreat!" T6 shouted. They were going to flatten the only intact four-story building!
