Escape from the open
The rhythmic hum of the helicopter's blades slicing through the air grew louder as the aircraft descended toward the city, casting ominous shadows across the debris-laden streets below.
Inside, tension is so heavy in the copter.
The soldiers, clad in tactical gear, each with rifles secured to their chests, sat in silence, their gazes locked on the small windows where the ruins of the city sprawled out beneath them.
Yet, amidst the wreckage, something else caught their attention—moving figures.
A horde of orcs.
Sergeant Kim, the squad leader, was the first to speak, breaking the uneasy quiet with a sharp intake of breath. "There they are," he muttered under his breath, eyes narrowed in disbelief.
His fingers tapped restlessly against his rifle, the weight of the decision ahead pressing down on him.
Beside him, Corporal Han adjusted his helmet, voice tight with concern.