The entire Elk Camp was in chaos.
Just as the sounds of gunfire came from all around, on the edge of the Chinese District, a young girl in canvas clothes cautiously poked her head out and glanced around.
"Follow me!"
"Keep it down! We don't know what's happening outside with the fighting!"
"I'll take you to the underground shelter."
Matty held a semi-automatic rifle in her hand, surveyed the surroundings, and then gestured to someone behind her.
Soon.
A little girl with long black hair came out. Her features were very pronounced, like a delicately sculpted doll, clearly a mix of Eastern and Western heritage. Her pitch-black eyes resembled gems, with a refined yet sharp bridge of the nose showing obvious European traits. The little girl looked slightly panicked, carrying a small backpack and wearing a light blue dress, holding a small handgun in her hand, and was following closely behind Matty, heading to the shelter.
"This way."
