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"Ah hell..." Jimmy muttered. "Sounds like they've gone to war in there."
"And we have no idea who's shooting who," Clint agreed. "We need a way around."
"I'll get in touch with Control," Leola suggested. "Maybe they can give us a way around."
Clint nodded and began creeping towards the sounds of battle. If they couldn't get a route around, they would have to either pick a side in battle or run through it and pray their laminated armor held up, and the latter option meant none of the unarmored troops could follow them in. Silently, he prayed an alternate route could be found as he watched several beams fly by. Peeking his head around the corner, Clint saw a huge, green armor opening fire on a crowd of much smaller armors.
"Any luck finding that alternate route yet?" Clint asked, ducking back into cover before someone tried taking him out. |
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