Back on the wall, Holland switched magazines, steady firing at the beasts below.
The dome had a unique feature that could let the soldiers in and out and keep the monsters out, but that feature was being pushed to the extreme.
The energy signatures of everyone belonging to the Crescent Base had been registered, allowing them passage through the dome.
But with the chaos and overwhelming information the dome had to sort through in milliseconds, there were bound to be some strays.
Holland had taken upon himself to target those strays, preventing them from causing more chaos in the back line.
His aim was accurate, wasting no shots on the beasts that found their way in.
Some of the camp's forces had also retreated under some instructors' orders. Their mission, unknown, but Holland wasn't in a place to think of that.
