"Get down!"
A burst of bullets grazed Roy's scalp, scaring him to the point his soul nearly flew away, causing him to fall flat on his face.
He was utterly bewildered by the fact that in such a devastating bombardment, there could still be people alive to resist, and with such fierce firepower at that.
But now, aside from the roar of machine guns, no one would answer the questions plaguing his mind.
"Damn it! Their firepower is intense, we need support, or we won't be able to push forward!"
Roy actually wanted to request artillery to bombard the mountain again, but considering the close distance between the two, he truly lacked the guts.
If the artillery accidentally killed him, he'd have nowhere to cry.
Light, who received the request for help at the foot of the mountain, didn't respond immediately but frowned as he watched the dense rain of bullets on the mountain, puzzled.
How did these guys manage to dig such hard fortifications in such a short time?
