The downtown district was no longer recognizable. Sirens wailed in every direction, echoing along the narrow streets and glass towers. The air trembled with the sharp cracks of gunfire and the distant booms of explosives.
Soldiers filled the area around the old biotech building that the Traitors had turned into their main laboratory. Armored trucks blocked every exit. Mobile barricades were set up behind cover points, and squads sprinted from corner to corner while exchanging fire with the defenders inside.
A barrage of shots rang out from one of the broken upper windows. Several soldiers ducked behind a destroyed patrol car as bullets sparked across the pavement.
"Return fire!" someone shouted.
A group of soldiers leaned out, rifles raised, and sent a volley back toward the building. The traitors inside answered immediately. It became a rhythm of chaos. Fire. Reload. Move. Duck. Scream. Repeat.
