I Cannot Fall in Kamona

My name is Zhang Wu, a mercenary trapped in Kamona. They say greed is a cardinal sin in Kamona. The heavily armed operatives of Black Gold International, the orphan soldiers of the White Wolf Company, and the special forces soldiers who would risk their lives for just a few thousand Koen... There are no truly good people on this land, only stray dogs fighting tooth and nail to survive. All I wanted was to escape back to my homeland with my younger brother, Zhang Ze, but I discovered that every inch of this scorched earth was soaked in blood. My comrades fell one after another before my eyes. Makarov's sniper rifle would never fire again, and the squad leader's bullet-riddled helmet would never see the dawn of peace. When the clouds of despair completely shrouded the farm, when the last AKM with a full magazine ran dry... You ask me why I have to record this horrifying story? Because I want to take their names and the story of this Dark Zone back to my homeland. (Note: This is a hardcore tactical fanfiction with tragic moments and a devastating ending. The author lives at school and posts a flood of chapters on weekends. The story will never be abandoned.)