Darkness enveloped Grefort City.
The streets lay quietly in the now cloudy sky. Infected groaned incessantly as they wandered around the ruined structures.
A storm slowly brewed within the northwestern industrial sector.
Lights flashed across the streets. The area shone like a bright star in a world devoured in complete darkness, attracting all living eyes toward it.
Squad patrols lingered near intersections, alleys, and corners.
Guardian APCs accompanied them, their engines providing a low mechanical growl beneath the cold silence.
A few sharp eyes watched from the rooftops, sniper rifles resting against concrete ledges.
Their attention was focused on the streets below.
The Vanguard MBTs were positioned along the outer fringes, ready to blast any hostile entity foolish enough to close in.
And the Hellhammer Artillery Tanks idled somewhere southwest, their monstrous guns silent for the time being.
Though no battle had started, the base was wide awake.
