"Team One here. Point A has been cleared!"
"Team Two. Point B cleared!"
Listening to the reports, Colonel Mad Lion removed one black flag after another—representing the rioters—from the sand table in the makeshift frontline command post built inside a simple tent.
The outer perimeter had now been mostly cleared. The rioters were pulling back their defenses, retreating toward the bunkers and automated gun turrets.
Gunfire rang out densely across the battlefield. Now that the rioters knew Zhonghua Family's forces had arrived, their special infiltration tactics were completely useless.
A frontal assault was the best option, and Zhonghua Family currently needed just such a show of force.
The rioters were shrinking their defensive line, while their soldiers continued closing in.
Man-eating Flower Plantation Base.
More than two thousand forced laborers had been made to squat on the ground with their hands clasped over their heads.
Several dozen armed rioters watched over them. There had originally been more, but with the fighting at the front growing urgent, most had been transferred there as cannon fodder.
The trapped compatriots had wanted to shout out their location when they heard the gunfire, but after the rioters executed two people as an example, they had no choice but to fall silent.
At the edge of the crowd, a little girl crouched beside her mother when she suddenly noticed the trees behind them swaying slightly.
The movement was subtle, of course, but children were more observant—especially once something caught their attention.
She immediately tugged at her mother's sleeve, and her mother followed the direction of her gaze.
A face covered in camouflage paint emerged from the trees. It would have been impossible to spot without looking carefully, especially with night about to fall.
They were naturally Zhonghua Family soldiers. Based on intelligence from an