Come Kill Your Professor VI

As the students converged on Emir's position, he moved up the building almost like a drill, breaking through walls while dodging their shots and returning fire with precision.

Those trailing behind watched in awe as he took down three students in quick succession without even glancing their way, their bodies dropping as the augmented suits took hold of them.

But the remaining students didn't falter.

They pressed forward, using their numbers to overwhelm him.

Surely, even Emir, who was undeniably and overwhelmingly skilled, couldn't handle all of them at once... Right?

No—he could. And he did so with almost frightening ease.

As the students reached the makeshift stairwell Emir had created, they could hear his footsteps above, accompanied by staccato bursts of gunfire.

It was always a double tap followed by a quick lone shot.

They knew exactly what he was doing, it was one of the drills they were taught.