After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 530

The people coming from Altera had, in fact, not yet traversed the level 3 inner walls at this time. However, it didn’t mean that a couple of allies were unable to.

At this time, the houses of the main members had caught fire, especially those with a lot of wood. In the interior walls, some fires burned brighter than others.

One of the gangsters managed to get out, with some of his teammates putting out the fire. "There’s someone throwing fire inside the houses!"

He yelled. "Damn! How do the fires spread so quickly?!" Weren’t system buildings supposed to be more durable?

They weren’t even done speaking when an area of another house burst into flames.

Worse, when they tried using water it to calm the fire down, it spread instead!

Sen, the man in charge of the team guarding the interior wall, paled at the realization. "Oil! They’re using oil!!!"

They knew that system buildings were much sturdier than the Terran wood houses, but the fact that these people still managed to burn them meant they were using some very good oil and strong fire.

He looked around like his guards, but there were no traces of the arsonists at all!

"Where are they?!"

…

In another part, Ken and Benny—some of Victor’s men—poured some oil around the houses.

The houses in Fargo were relatively dense, even in the interior walls. There were plenty of alleys, cartons, and the like to hide in. The civilians here were also so scared of joining the war that they just hid in their homes, missing the chance to ’contribute’ to their Lord Fargo.

nyway, as people who could afford to live in the inner walls, they had some sort of entitlement. Those people outside could handle it! They would muse, and proceed on hiding and minding their own business, just hoping for the best.

Of course, this was just a generalization and there were a few outliers.

For instance, on the second floor of the target’s neighor, there was a young woman blankly looking at them. It made a couple of them flinch when they noticed, and they were expecting a scream to explode.

Benny looked up to see a young woman with big eyebags staring down at them. Seeing as she was just watching, he felt a little hopeful. "Shh.." he said, and the woman simply sat back inside as if she didn’t see anything.

It had to be said: If Fargo decided to summon every citizen outside, it might not have necessarily helped them out. At least in the interior walls, at this time, they could not only use the ensuing crowd and chaos to hide—they were all special forces soldiers with spy training—but the soldiers could even take it to advantage.

What happened in the outer walls could be different, but they had their own mission and they trusted the Alterans already had plans in place.

"How do they even have so much oil?" Benny asked, amazed, before proceeding on dousing a couple of things. "And it feels much stronger than we’re used to…" _{ƒreewebɳovel.com}

"Don’t underestimate Terran ingenuity," Ken shrugged, quite enjoying burning the place down. Of course, it wasn’t as easy as it would’ve been in Terran—system buildings seem to be extra sturdy—but the non-custom buildings (which was only available for the top communities) were made of wood, and therefore weren’t immune to a lot of attacks.

They wanted to burn whatever they could down.

After so long, they naturally had an idea of how many women suffered in these houses. But they had to keep a low profile.

It wasn’t even like before when they were against stronger aborigines, so they had no choice but to endure.

Fortunately, not anymore!

The team moved in small groups, using their stealth skills as soldiers to get past the hundred or so guards congregating in the area.

They weren’t invisible though, so it was inevitable some of their movements would be found. For instance, at a narrow street, a small group of guards finally saw them.

"Y—"

Whoosh!

He fell down, paralyzed.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

One by one, the guards—some of whom were aborigines—fell down and Benny couldn’t help but gape at his weapon in his hand.