Chapter 388: The First Time Your Name Sounded This Good

Maxton Warth gave them one last look, then snapped his head around toward the black mass of enemies outside. "Collect every round we've got!" Everyone moved at once, stripping ammunition off the wounded and piling it together. A few men stayed behind to slap on quick bandages, dragging the newly injured aside so they wouldn't get in the way. Maxton slammed fresh mags into place and threw his head back in a bold, ringing laugh. "Today, we show them what Chicanian soldiers are made of!" The...