Manor
Taking valuable things right under the noses of agents, brokers, and information dealers was bound to provoke a reaction. It was impossible for those people to simply sit back and do nothing.
The mercenaries assigned to intercept them were stubborn as hell. After suffering heavy casualties, they became even more convinced the Americans were carrying something valuable. Their pursuit and attacks grew more frenzied, and rumors spread with each retelling until even some nearby tribes were drawn in.
Everyone was frantically searching for the Americans. Once they found them, they attacked without hesitation.
Even the formidable "Apostle" warriors were helpless in a situation like this. Anyone would be swallowed up by the vast ocean of people's war. It was as if the fall of the Black Hawk in Mogadishu was happening all over again.
Although the "Apostle" warriors were more capable fighters than ordinary American soldiers, with better equipment and greater firepower, the outcome was no different.
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A group of "Apostle" warriors thought they had the advantage and charged in as one.
They certainly fought like men, but they couldn't even hold the line for five minutes before they were wiped out. Every last one of them went down. Not a single person survived.
It was, without a doubt, a sad story.
No matter how strong the human body was, it couldn't withstand the concentrated fire of firearms.
Only Elisa remained at the position. She hadn't charged in on a suicide run, and now she was left trembling alone, shocked, frightened, and furious.
Those brainless half-finished products had finally made a huge mess of things and ruined everything.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Elisa broke through the encirclement. One person was bound to make a smaller target.
Unlike those brainless fools, she was much calmer and more rational.