C214 Little Boy Longyang(3)

On the twelfth floor of Building 7, three figures emerged at the stairwell, silently surveying the chaos before them. Debris was scattered across the floor, and a door, dented from a powerful impact, leaned crookedly against the wall. Parts of the wall had been violently stripped away, exposing the underlying gray cement.

"Bullet marks? Has a soldier been here?" Lin Tanying pondered