But before everything would've been all said and done, Mr. Crisologo's place wasn't all just bad guys and whatnot because a good majority of them were complete civilians who were tasked to do hard labor among other "annoying" and "boring" things to do in the apocalypse.
And as per my conversation with Mr. Garciano, he had some of his troops posted over in Mr. Crisologo's base, and we'd only have to take care of a dozen or so soldiers and the head honcho that bore a grudge.
This would be the most embarrassing and sad revenge story ever but despite all that, we were bringing a few cavalries to deal with these fucks.
So, fast forward a couple of hours, I was looking at a few displays showing different POVs when our Killdozer made a fucking entrance like the Kool-Aid man from the commercials. And before it even broke through that part of the wall, Mr. Crisologo's men tried everything to take it down but to no avail.