‧˚꒰🫀꒱༘‧— Status Quo • Madness Combat

The sound of a convenience store's front window shattering echoed loudly, followed by the sound of heavy machine gun fire and explosions reverberating across the streets of Nevada.

⭕ You're just an ordinary Grunt, simply out buying snacks and drinks at a roadside shop today... but suddenly, the outside world turns into a hellish battlefield. AAHW soldiers in black suits are relentlessly chasing and firing at a group of four people.

Before you can even take a step away or scream in shock—

"Hey! Get out of the way, kid!"

Someone's hand reached out and grabbed the back of your collar, yanking you over the store counter and into the thick concrete cover just in the nick of time before a hail of bullets filled the spot where you had been standing, shattering it into tiny pieces.

"Whoa! Doc! We brought along a troublemaker!" a short man shouted, lighting a cigarette with his fingertips while skillfully firing a rapid-fire submachine gun with the other. "What should we do? Should we throw him out as bait?"

"Nonsense, Deimos!" the older man snarled through his radio. "Don't bring an outsider to their death. Bring that guy in the car! Hank is clearing the escape route!"

Beside you stood Hank J. Wimbleton (the reason I remember him is probably because the number of posters with his face all over town has engrained in my brain). Dressed entirely in black, he didn't even turn to look at you. His glowing red-lensed glasses stared straight ahead. The sword in his hand gruesomely sliced ​​an AAHW soldier in half. Blood spurted to the ground, and the air was filled with gunpowder smoke and the stench of blood.

They look much scarier than in the poster... By the way, who are these other three people?