For as far as your mind could reach, nothign stirred.
The world seemed hollow and empty, cold and lonely. Until you hear it. , the sound of artillery. Men dying. From where you perch you can see the battle at the warehouse, and you can see how WRONG it is.
YOu can sense it in their blood. THe chinese forces are either scared to death, or completely drugged beyond reason. THe minds you can touch Know that this attack is suicide, but fear their superiors more if they come home alive.
The silencers are cruel, almost sadistic in the effficency that they drive back each assault and for faint moments, you can make a figure out at the front. A single ember of anger. Blood boiling like molten steel. Cain stands at the forefront of the assault. His heart is hard and cruel as he does his work, driving each crashing wave of the assault back with mechanical efficeny.