Chapter 4 - Rescue (2/2)

”2 o'clock and at least two kilometers away from our location.” Warwolf said without being asked.

”Let's move! He might have not died yet from those gunshots.”

Two kilometers away from them, a bloodied man holding a small flashdrive was running for his life. He received multiple gunshot wounds from the last exchange of bullets. He was only able to continue running because of his strong will and determination, but despite that, he knew that his death was near. He only hoped that he can at least give the flashdrive to someone in the Alliance so that the sacrifice of his squad will not be in vain.

”Whoosh! Whoosh!” He heard several whooshing sounds. He knew that these were suppressed bullets of a strong sniper. He suddenly remembered Uriel and his enhanced Blaser R93 Tactical. The R93 of 20 years ago had a range of around 800 meters, but the Blaser R93 in Uriels hands was enhanced and has a range of two kilomers. This enhanced version is more comfortable to use and allows for faster follow-up shots compared to the other high-powered snipers in the Alliance's arsenal.

He ran forward excitedly as he saw several silhouettes signaling him to come. 'Finally! Help has arrived!' he thought in suppressed excitement.

”Baron, ensure the safety of Major Murphey.” ordered Cale as he fired his Smith and Wess Magnum 500.

Baron pulled a gigantic shield from his back and ran towards Murphey's direction.

Major Murphey grew excited as he saw a familar silhouette holding a gigantic shield coming straight towards him. He hid behind the hulking man's shield as they hastily moved out of the firing range of their opponents.

”Asin suka bitsin patiii....” a man clad in black armor called for help in an incomprehensible language, but before he can finish relaying his message, he was put to death by a shot right straight to his temple.

Inside the enemy camp, several black armored soldiers were moving perfectly in unison while a man clad in red armor was relaying orders calmly.

More and more enemy soldiers poured out from their camp, their approximate numbers were in thousands.

Somewhere in the grasslands, several men in camouflage attires were escaping quickly. Cale issued another command to Saber ”Release the flare!”

A bright light traveled in mid air before it stopped when it was about several hundred meters above ground.

The enemies saw the signal flare and hastily rushed towards that direction. They were fully equipped with laser guns and plasma grenades, looking ready to kill any foe.

”Uriel, cover our asses!” Cale issued a command over the radio. Several whooshing sounds followed his command that took the lives of their tailing enemies.

”Major Murphey, where is the package?” asked Cale while shooting his pistol.

”Here!” Major Murphey handed him the flashdrive.

”Great!”