373 Injured Tyrant

"Skynet?"

Inside the shop being sandwiched between two attacking parties, Ion Flame looked in shock at the face which had appeared on the screen of the connected Communicator.

"Big Brother Ion, where are y'all now? Yeah! Y'all are attacked, and the zombies are the people of the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group?!"

Skynet initially had a delighted expression, but instantly changed upon hearing the close-range combat noises from the Communicator.

"F*ck, there's both! We're jammed up by the Roaring Dragon Mercenary Group people, and it's f*cking zombie hordes behind!"

The Heavy Armored Warrior at the side shouted as he placed his shield in front of him and violently pushed it forward, ramming a female NPC zombie out the backdoor.

"Them f*ckers have three Snipers in the shadows, since you son have nothing to do hurry up come and help! We're at the Traveler's Square...f*ck, careful, there's a Licker's tracks missing!"

"Heavy Slash!"