05-18-2013
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Jacob followed behind Cameron, sniper raised, preparing for the brutes.
Lyle, Emma, and William were walking at least fifteen meters behind them, slowly watching their movements.
Down the hallway:
Desmond and Savannah were both hit in the arms and legs, but the biofoam injectors from their armor helped dull the pain quickly and begin the healing process.
Liam could barely hear Nighthawk over the gunfire, but managed to figure out what he had said. He held up his hand and waved it in front of him, the signal to hold fire.
Jessica had reloaded her rockets and simply aimed it at the cover Nighthawk was behind. Desmond and Savannah both stopped firing their assault rifles and reloaded.
Liam looked at the cover.
Liam: Nighthawk...
Meanwhile:
Dangerus stumbled to the side from the force of the flashbang hitting his face causing him to drop his hammer. He was dizzy, his ears were ringing and he could barely see. It was at that moment, that he began to choke on the smoke grenade.
Dangerus spit the grenade out and shook his head, trying to regain his sense.
He was separated from his weapon and dazed. There was only one thing he knew to do. Dangerus growled and engaged his active camo, the smoke screen adding to his disappearance.
Dangerus shook his head again and regained his eyesight, however his ears continued to ring. He looked around and noticed his hammer was still on the ground, away from Black team and covered by smoke. Slowly, he walked over to it and picked it up. His active camo catching the weapon and concealing it.
Dangerus saw that most of his brutes had been killed, or were scattered. He grunted and looked around. Black Team had now regrouped and were fully aware of their surrounding.
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