Bang! Bang!
"Haa... Haa... Bastards, if you have guts, then don't hide!" gasped a man in a black suit, seeking shelter against a concrete pillar after narrowly escaping gunshots.
Swiftly turning with his gun to retaliate, he heard a hollow sound.
Click Click
'Fuck,' realizing the cartridge was empty, he disregarded his gun before reaching for a knife at his knees.
"David, come here," a hushed whisper called from nearby barrels.
He turned to see his comrade, Max, lying with a shoulder wound, calling him to a safer spot.
He swiftly leaped towards the barrels.
Bang!
"Kughh?!", He felt a searing pain as a bullet pierced his thigh, though he managed to get half his body under cover.
"David!" Max, spotting the bullet in David's legs, quickly shifted to pull him further into cover.
"Ugh, David, we might not survive this time," Max looked at his comrade, who removed his suit and tore a piece to tightly wrap around his wound, staunching the bleeding.
