BOOOOM!
An enormous explosion shook the entire armour.
In the middle of battle, Nikolai's head snapped towards the docks, where a cloud of black smoke erupted from the road connecting the defensive platforms to the inner island. His pupils instantly shrank at the sight.
'What the fuck!?'
Before he could understand what happened, and whether anyone was alright, another explosion followed. The noise was deeper, with a more concentrated explosion, as if whatever struck sank deep into the earth's crust.
BAAAAAANG!
This time, the reinforced walkway beneath the upper defensive positions collapsed, sending several tonnes of concrete crashing towards the water.
Nikolai narrowed his eyes, trying to see through the smoke.
Something wasn't right.
They'd already destroyed several defensive positions and killed most of the soldiers guarding this section of the island. Yet rather than attempting to retake the damaged bunkers, the remaining Nosferatu troops seemed to be withdrawing.
