Upon confirming the target, Escaping Mole did not hesitate to pull the trigger, flames shooting from his muzzle.0

Except for Roshan, who couldn't handle a gun, the players opened fire simultaneously, orange tracers creating a deadly net in the pitch-black valley.0

"Hiss!"0

The crawling mutants let out a piercing scream as they dodged the bullets. Dust exploded under them as they charged up like cannonballs.0

So fast!0

Escaping Mole was surprised as he emptied his magazine. With no time to reload, he grabbed his entrenching tool and swung it forward.0

In a flash of lightning, the sharp blade struck the mutant's forehead, but it didn't cleave its head in half as if it had hit stone, making a loud clang as it bounced off.0

The mutant roared, raising a pair...0