Ambush

The successful ambush sent a burst of notifications cascading across Alan's Gamelink. Each beep and flash representing the culmination of their hard-fought efforts.

[You have killed multiple soldiers]

[You gained 4600 XP and 2300 survival points]

[You gained 1400 XP and 700 survival points]

[You gained 2200 XP and 1100 survival points]

The smoke from the explosions hung in the air like a grim curtain. Alan, Merle, and Rose watched as the haze acted not only as evidence of their recent victory but also as a signal to all in the vicinity. Within moments, the silhouettes of Delta Company and the 13th Militia could be seen moving on the horizon, shifting their formations in response to the changed battlefield.

Alan took a deep breath, the scent of gunpowder and burnt earth filling his nostrils. "It's time for us to leave!".