The spacious square, at its entrance, was home to an enclosing wall made of a hodgepodge of steel plates and wooden stakes—the hefty doors were firmly shut, with the watchtowers on both sides empty and deserted.
The mutants stationed here had retreated in haste; some equipment wasn't even taken away and was simply thrown onto the enclosing wall.
More than twenty Chimera armored cars were lined up outside the wall, with more than a dozen players carrying dynamite packs jogging forward, placing the high explosives at the base of the wall corners.
Watching his comrades retreat from the wall, Edge Shoveling, standing among the troops, shouted a command through the communication channel.
"Detonate!"
Instantly, a player tightly gripped the detonator in hand, and then a series of orange-red flames erupted along the edge of the enclosing wall.
The shabby gatehouse, as well as the wall made of piled-up garbage, were blown away in an instant.
"Advance!"
