Waiting For Help

Arlan heard a series of footsteps. He tightened his grip on his sword as patiently waited for the enemies to pass by the pillar. 

Soon, he saw several men dressed in army clothes and bulletproof vests running past him. He immediately swung his sword. The veins on his arms protruded as he put his all into his swing. 

Shuaa!!

The rebels could only watch in horror as their comrades were sliced in half. After regaining their wits, they aimed their guns towards Arlan and sprayed their bullets in his direction. However, Arlan had already taken cover behind the pillar. 

Ratatata! 

Bang! Bang! Bang!

'Armor-piercing bullets! No wonder Khalon was injured!' Arlan thought in his heart when he saw the thick pillar being slowly destroyed by the bullets. 'Just who supplied these motherf*ckers with such weapons and ammunition?!' 

The rebels fired wildly at the pillar as they walked closer to Arlan.