Oh no! After I Reincarnated, My Moms Became Son-cons!

Dawn comes earlier in the desert than other places. However, I felt this dawn came too late. Perhaps it was because the heavens saw how bright this place was and decided to ignore it, since it was already so bright.

But the heavens didn’t catch the stifling smell of smoke and blood spraying forth from people choking. They didn’t see the mountain of corpses， which dyed the large area red. The golden sand was now dyed red. Step down into it and the blood would gurgle. The darkness nearly covered the entire sky. The wind blew the clothing of the corpses up into the air and took the stench of blood away with it.

Previously, we felt this place was hell.

Now, it really had become hell.

I sat on the empty ammunition barrel, feeling exhausted. I looked at the guards in front of me, who were lying on the wet ground in all sorts of postures and spaced out. I then looked up at the sky above. Just half an hour ago, this place was rowdy with roars in all different languages, the sounds of guns fired and blades clanging. The entire desert quaked at the frenzy. But it was now silent as if nobody ever existed here.

I have no idea how many bullets I fired nor do I know how many people I killed last night. I didn’t even make sense of last night’s situation. I’ve never witnessed such a chaotic battle. The teams that attacked us weren’t united. In fact, they got into a fight right outside of our camp. More and more teams entered the fray. There was no alliance. If they weren’t the people who came with you, they were your enemies. I don’t have the foggiest clue as to who attacked us. Actually, I think it’d be more accurate to say, everyone was attacking us.

We relied on just barricades about the height of a human being and our guns to push back the waves of enemies that came at us. After one hectic slaughter, the darkness before us had been replaced with a mountain of corpses. My guard unit was exhausted, too. About twenty of our men died in the battle, while the others suffered either severe or minor wounds. Luna was coming over helping bandage the soldiers.

We had emptied our barrel of gunpowder. The ammunition we brought had been used up. I was originally planning to fight another battle at the ruins, but I’ve played all my cards already, and for nothing. Instead of calling it a defence battle, it’d be better to say we got pulled into a pointless battle royale.

We killed enough people, but we got nothing out of it. If anything, we lost our resources for survival in the desert. Our guns are different to theirs. Their bullets are completely different to ours. Even if we were to take their guns and ammunition, we’ve completely lost the ability to put pressure on the enemy with our firepower.