Broken Blade Mountain position.
A squad of Enterprise soldiers was resting.
Looking at the corpses littering the blood-red mud, Tang Feng sat by the trench, gasping heavily. His right hand never left his rifle, his index finger pressed against the safety.
Strictly speaking, this was his first real battlefield.
At first, he had been nervous, with a trace of panic. Later, he had gone completely numb. Even sitting beside a pile of corpses stirred no thoughts in him.
This place was completely different from the virtual reality training system. Those mutants and goblins were nothing like the stiff simulations in the program. They were as cunning as zoo monkeys, yet more bloodthirsty and cruel than hyenas starved for three days.
One small mistake could cost them their lives. In fact, if not for the bionic prosthetics and implants inside his body, he might have died countless times already.
Damn the Council. So this was what the outside world had become.
And how the hell had those wastelanders survived outside Utopia City?
Tang Feng felt the inside of his helmet turning sticky with sweat, but he did not dare take it off.
Only now did he realize just how well their officers had protected them.
Just then, movement came from the southern foot of the mountain. Hearing the order to assemble, he immediately grabbed his rifle, rose to his feet, and followed the other squad members toward the gathering point.
"Fuck... what is that?" A faint panic appeared in one soldier's eyes as grotesque monsters crawled out of the thick fog in the distance.
The most common kind moved on four limbs, resembling both humans and spiders.
Others had humanoid forms, but shuffled forward like the "zombies" from games made by Skull Studio.
The squad leader made a gesture, and everyone