Although voices of discontent came from every truck, all the survivors knew that they had to follow the military's orders. No matter what would happen, they should reach the rally point first.
After a short rest, the Doom Walker along with the other organizations set out immediately after the radio transmitted the exact location of the rally point. It was a small town near Song City, which was not bustling with life before doomsday at all.
Survivors' teams started gathering from all direction, but the town's center and large areas north of it were occupied by the military. The heavy tanks covered in blood and their black cannons intensified the cold winter night's chilliness.
"Why did they call for an emergency assembly? What happened?"
"Our team was in the middle of completing our task, so how should we know what happened?"
