Minutes felt like hours.
The battle around Basa Air Base never slowed.
If anything, it became even more violent.
The southern perimeter had completely disappeared beneath smoke, muzzle flashes, and burning wreckage. The earlier neat defensive sectors were gone now. The battlefield had evolved into a chaotic wall of overlapping engagements where infantry, armor, and air support fought almost on top of each other just to stop the infected from breaking through.
Inside the trenches, soldiers no longer counted how many infected they killed.
They only focused on what was directly in front of them.
"LEFT SIDE!"
A wave of infected smashed against the outer barricades again, clawing and climbing over twisted piles of corpses. M240 machine guns immediately opened up, their barrels shaking violently as streams of tracer rounds ripped through the charging bodies.
The infected in front collapsed instantly.
The ones behind climbed over them without hesitation.
