Chapter 187 Dusty Shots

• “This was not just a simple raid.” Stiches coughed angrily as she made her way down to the next floor. The dust was hanging thickly and barely dissipating in the claustrophobic building. “Those Mad Dogs are pulling out the big guns this time and we are probably in for a long fight. I wonder, why are they choosing now to invade us? Our mole was totally useless this time.”
• She had just come from whistling in reply to Steel Fists call and was now making a move to a new spot to snipe from. They were caught off guard by the unforeseen mortar barrage and many of her forces were already killed out. Looking ahead of her at those going to the lower levels Stiches guessed that just over half of them were left. Those that were left looked battered, shell-shocked, and in poor spirits.
• “This is stupid!” Stitches shouted drawing the attention of many nearby. “We are supposed to be the support on the backlines and take fewer damages than Steel Fists’ group. I want all of you to be sure to pay the Mad Dogs back tenfold for doing this to us. You hear me? We are not done yet!”