A long trail of vehicles roared on the southern road towards the apartment complex.
Vehicles were spaced evenly in a disciplined manner; a gap of five meters for minimum reaction time in case of accidents.
Some of the cars rode with stability, the others had their nose lean high.
Dust trailed behind their tails, creating a wave of dust along the road.
The Light APC slowly rolled on its approach, leading the herd into the complex's entrance. Its gunner tightly held on the .50 Cal, fingers easy on the trigger.
Hans watched all of it from the apartment building's entrance. The three DASF Units remained at his back with Callum arriving just a minute earlier.
The four wondered the hauls that has been gained on this recent trip.
Though Hans's soldiers have increased over the past days, the four of them would always welcome more to join the fray.
