Chapter 273 Everywhere is Full of Chips!

"Achoo!"

"Damn it... who's thinking of me now."

North Fourth Ring, frontline.

The sporadic gunfire in the distance made Detwei, standing on the street, tense up his nerves.

He had a habit of sneezing whenever he got nervous.

The situation here was completely different from that on the western front.

The west was a pile of concrete rubble, a wasteland, while the buildings here were scattered like a forest, behind every darkened shop window seemed to hide a pair of crimson eyes.

It was clear that these country bumpkins were facing the Tide for the first time; the architecture and streets here were obviously not weathered by prolonged bombardment.

Without clearing an open area out of the ruins, one would have to fight the Variants in close combat within buildings and alleyways.

The endless stream of Variants attacking like a tide, holding up was nothing short of a miracle.

Detwei tightened the gas mask on his face and pulled out a pocket watch to check the time.