Inside Tusayan town, a chaotic scene was ongoing. Loud rock music was blasting in every street from the erected tower speakers, houses had their doors and windows destroyed, showing gang members standing either behind them or in the streets.
They were roaming while fully loaded with guns, laughing thunderously and sometimes firing off into the sky, expressing their fever and zeal at being the overlords of an entire town. Something that no one would even dare to think about before the Gama's arrival.
"Boss! When are we making a move?" A man with a tattooed face and a scar near his eye asked in intrigue.
"Gather team 1 and 2." A good-looking man with short brown hair said with his head buried in a hologram, "We will target Phoenix city, I have received information that the marines are getting pushed back slightly."
