October 2nd, 342, 10:00 AM.
Less than an hour had passed since the Jiangcheng mob launched their assault on the F City base.
The land surrounding the F City base was littered with severed limbs.
People lay on the ground, groaning in pain. Their protective suits were torn, and blood still gushed from the wounds at the openings.
It was a scene of carnage, with bodies strewn everywhere.
Amidst this sea of corpses, others were carrying stretchers, checking each body.
Those confirmed dead were tossed