The battle was over.
And it ended in a complete victory for the Alliance.
In the square of Fortress Town, standing next to an armored vehicle, "Hard to Name" turned off the Tactical Goggles' visual battlefield guidance system and took off his helmet to look around. He couldn't help but sigh.
"...Unbelievable."
"Silence," holding a rifle nearby, curiously glanced at him.
"Unbelievable what?"
"That this place once housed over 20,000 people," "Hard to Name" gazed at the playground equipment on the edge of the square, rusty bars and slides indicating that there had been better times.
Life in the Wasteland, although tough, wasn't all about struggling.
The always quiet "Too Poor" quipped,
"Heck, my tiny hometown had millions of people."
Hard to Name: "Tch, is reality even comparable to the Wasteland?"
Silence mocked with a laugh.
"Haha, you should say is the Game comparable to reality."
Suddenly thinking of something else, "Hard to Name" said,
