Staring at the tightly closed second control center Main Gate.
Jars was nearly going insane.
What is it called to be trapped in your own cocoon?
This was it.
They hoped to block others with the Main Gate, but now the same strategy had trapped them; they couldn't open any of the base's main road doors and were locked inside the second control center.
Actually,
in the next base equipment upgrade,
there was to be a design allowing manual opening from the inside.
Unfortunately,
it hadn't been implemented in time.
The enemy had already attacked.
Violent hacking?
Ha.
Control Center.
Being the brain of the Experimental Base,
one could imagine the thickness of the doors.
Jars grabbed a gun and blindly fired at the Main Gate, "Da da da da..." 'Clang clang...' Bullet casings flew, and after an entire magazine of bullets was spent, the door was completely undamaged.
Only some paint had flaked off.
"FUCK, FUCK...."
Jars tossed aside the gun in his hand.
Hands on his hips.
