Li Tianming's consciousness was abruptly pulled back to reality by the severe pain.
He struggled to open his eyes.
A blood-red sky pressed down.
The air was filled with the smell of ionized burnt meat and the stench of rotting flesh, a nauseating mixture.
His body seemed to be falling apart, and the heavy concrete blocks were pressing him tightly.
The right leg is completely numb and cannot be felt.
In the distance, the silhouette of the Reaper moved under the bloody sunset, and the six-legged mechanical structure reflected the cold metallic light.
They were clearing the battlefield, efficiently and ruthlessly.
"Commander!"
A voice cut through the hum.
