"Yes, sir,"
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(Present Time | Orion POV)
"It's been a while… Simo,"
A single man with dark brown hair, cold black eyes, and bushy eyebrows stared right down at us, and his appearance didn't even make a sound.
But, we were already prepared.
BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM
A few mines had erupted from behind the man, frightening him as he was blasted towards us.
"Let's move," Simo said.
The mines did very minimal damage, and he was about to come to attack us, full-on enraged, but our first most worry would be the people revealing themselves from behind the trees.
They immediately began to spray us with sub-machine guns, but we slid down the small hill and continued to run as fast as we could.
We were also forced to leave our snipers… our or so precious snipers. But if it were for survival, we would easily give them up.