The bombardment continued the next morning.
By then, the first defensive line had already moved several blocks deeper into Cinderrow, and the Hellhammers were firing over positions that had been covered in infected bodies the day before.
Hans stood beside the Armored Command Truck while another salvo crossed overhead.
The shells landed close to the edge of the haze.
Buildings disappeared behind explosions, fragments scattering across the street before the smoke rolled outward and mixed with the pale layer farther inside.
Hans watched the Radar.
Several hundred red markers vanished.
Others began moving almost immediately, some spilling away from the impact zone while another concentration pushed toward the northern line.
"Next sector ready."
Matilda looked toward the artillery map.
"Proceed."
Another battery fired.
Hans lowered the Radar for a moment and looked south.
