Clean Up

[Destination set, are you ready to go?]

[All good, let's get going,] Emir answered as he followed her out of the room.

They made their way through the slums and soon arrived at the Steel Rats' hideout, a lightly fortified warehouse tucked away in one of the many narrow streets populating the slums.

Emir knocked on the gate, and a moment later, it creaked open, revealing a burly man with a sneer on his face.

"I am here to talk about your base's extended warranty." Emir said with a smirk plastered on his face as he lifted up his HX-10 assault rifle.

"What do you---"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

All three shots hit him directly in the head, and the man fell to the ground with a thud, dead before he hit the pavement.

The sound of the gunshots echoed through the narrow alley, causing the rats to scatter from the trash cans and dumpsters where they had been rummaging for food.