The first ranks passed one hundred fifty meters.
Anton waited.
The Bastions continued firing across the longer lanes.
Big Rhino's coaxial machine gun cut through the center while its commander kept the heavy machine gun on the Runners still moving between the vehicles.
The ordinary infected followed behind them.
They filled the spaces left by the dead.
Several climbed onto the cars that had been pushed across the parking rows. Others forced themselves underneath, dragging their bodies through broken glass and loose pieces of metal.
The mass kept moving.
"One hundred thirty meters," Dmitri reported.
Mercer's Machine Gunner lowered his cheek against the stock.
The soldiers beside him waited behind the storefront windows and concrete planters.
Dobrev Squad remained near Bastion One.
His Army Soldiers held the center. The Conscripts stayed between them, rifles raised over the divider and the spaces beside the APC.
The third squad covered the eastern lanes.
