BLAARRR!!!
BOOM!!!
The sound of explosions and explosions sounded repeatedly in Lucas' ears, who was now hiding behind a fairly large rock at that time. Lucas's breath was roaring, he held his hand which was bleeding profusely, he was injured by a stab from the iron that came to attack him at that time.
"937, report your status!!" A voice sounded from the radio stuck behind Lucas' ear at the time he was wearing it, and Lucas didn't dare to report his condition to anyone at that time.
"937, report your status!!" The voice commanded again, which finally made Lucas dare to report the status of the situation he was in.
"001, it's team 937! All teams have died! I repeat that I am the only one left in the entire team, all of them have died!!" Reported Lucas again, who then he couldn't hear any reply from the radio line. This made Lucas quite sad, he felt that he must have been dumped at that time.