The shot heard round the city
You and a pack of men walk down a street. A few smoking cigs rifles hanged loosey around the arm.
Suddenly your view goes white you can't hear a thing. As your view clears you see half the men of your squad on the ground a few leaning on buildings but you still can't hear a thing.
Suddenly your view goes white you can't hear a thing. As your view clears you see half the men of your squad on the ground a few leaning on buildings but you still can't hear a thing.