434 Swimming Dragon!

Scattered wounds covered the ground.

Charring remains of bodies and fractured steel were everywhere, the air saturated with the smell of blood-infused motor oil and gunpowder.

Row upon row of residential buildings had collapsed, and a factory that had yet to be completed was mercilessly destroyed.

Unquenched flames could be seen everywhere, lighting up the earth against the dark night sky.

[...Countdown: 28 minutes 37 seconds.]

Gong Yan glanced at the countdown for the regional time-limited mission and then turned to look at the shadows still standing on the field.

One... two... three...

Twenty-seven...

The indigenous forces were almost completely wiped out, leaving just over twenty players holding the last stand.

However, judging by the status of these remaining few, they too were at the end of their tether.

Forget another wave of Vanguard Teams; even a few more basic reconnaissance AIs would be enough to overwhelm them.