But even though most of the building was already gone, there was still one part where screams and grunts echoed from inside as bullet rounds were unloaded on the invading anima!
Ratatatatata!!!
"Don't let it through! Hold it here even if you die! Make sure you don't go down alone!"
The scream of a man echoed through the corridor as multiple soldiers lined up and unloaded their bullets on a large disaster-class anima that was trying to approach them. All the soldiers there were A and B ranks, and they possessed enough power to handle a single disaster-class if they joined forces. But they all knew they could not handle the large swarm of anima that had appeared here. Already, more than seventy percent of the military personnel sent to protect the president had been eradicated, and if this platoon fell, the anima would have a direct path leading into the president's office! They had to hold the line here until the last man!
