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Residents who had come out to gawk followed suit, prostrating themselves and praying devoutly toward the aircraft as 20 players in exoskeletons jumped from the bays.
They wore uniform Iron Wall heavy exoskeletons, each cradling a rifle like an overlong brick which were absurdly sized.
The thick caliber looked like a shortened 20mm Lance, but compared with the heavy exoskeletons on their bodies, it didn’t seem out of place.
Staring at the residents prostrate in the street, Midnight Pubg, froze, bewildered by the grand rite of three kneelings and nine prostrations.
What is this?
Just as he was at a loss, a familiar voice called from not far away.
"Holy shit?! Brother G?!"
Spotting them, Midnight Pubg, Night Ten widened his eyes in surprise, stepped up to clap his shoulder, and grinned. "Long time no see. Not chopping trees anymore?"
They did bump into each other on the forum now and then, but it was true they hadn’t met in-game for a while.
During the entire campaign in the Sunset Province, the Jungle Corps had barely been committed to the front lines. They were active along the New Alliance’s northern border, hunting Mutant Human tribes nesting near Daybreak City and tracking the remnants of the Bloodhand Clan roaming the border between the River Valley Province and the Sunset Province.
Those places were surrounded...
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