My name is Anke, just passing by.
I was originally just planning to come and see if I could hitch a ride.
A skinny youth stood in a pool of blood, looking at the open car door and the driver hanging by the seatbelt, his body covered in blood, eyes wide open, frozen in place.
It seemed like a 'robbery' had just happened here.
Bang, bang, bang—
From the back of the convoy, small bursts of gunfire vaguely echoed, several fully armed figures with masks and bulletproof helmets were weaving through the convoy behind.
The youth stared blankly at this scene, took a step back.
Bang—
His step made a crisp sound as it hit the ground.
The figures moving within the convoy stopped in their tracks.
A figure in front of him saw him, and without hesitation, pulled the bolt and raised the gun.
He looked at that dark muzzle, his body instantly tense.
