Chapter 972 Touchstone

• Bullets fanned out and hammered the Carter Group Army. It was messy spray-and-pray fire, sure, but it still dropped a few of the soldiers holding the rear.
• The rear guards fired back, leaning on their battlefield experience, sweeping at Damon King’s new-style troops. Then a scene straight out of a fever dream unfolded in front of the Carter Group soldiers.
• They watched the guys they’d knocked down lie there for a moment—then get up and start shooting again. That sight shattered the nerves of these battle-hardened vets right on the spot.