Wired, wireless, intelligent—capable of exerting formidable combat power with just a few hands.
In contrast, these survivors from the United States seemed like a bunch of country bumpkins who had never seen the world. Aside from not lacking firearms, even having a walkie-talkie was considered a rare 'household appliance,' and having night vision goggles was elite.
"Hold on!" Scott shouted into the walkie-talkie, trying to boost his companions' confidence.
"Our team will soon enter the town! We'll quickly rush into the camp and crush those Asians! You must hold on!"
He anxiously repeated several times, but the responses coming through the walkie-talkie grew fewer and fewer, replaced by increasingly intense gunfire and more tragic screams.
After a while, communication was completely cut off, leaving only the faint, intermittent sound of gunfire from hundreds of meters away.
Was it a gunfight from the second group over there?
