Shambolic War!
Editor: Henyee Translations
The corridors of the town hall were filled with lingering gunpowder smoke.
About ten minutes ago, this place was suddenly attacked by unidentified militants. Although this group of militants was small in number, they were well-equipped and well-trained.
Since most of the Alliance Army had been pushed to the front lines, the guards stationed in the town hall were undermanned. At the beginning of the exchange of fire, they were defeated by the militants swiftly.
"Sh*t! These people are definitely not from the Third Orbital Airborne Brigade!" shouted the guard who was hiding behind the bunker, fighting back while changing the magazine in his hand.
"No sh*t?!"
On the other side, passing through the smoke-filled plaza while carrying an electromagnetic assault rifle from an unknown corpse, Wang Peng frowned as he watched the flaming town hall. He muttered to himself, "Are they fighting amongst themselves?"