The corridor was tense.
D-29's prompt had only just faded, but already, the group was moving like cogs in a well-oiled machine.
Ten enemies.
Four with oral explosives and others with varying weapons were stationed near or around the passenger lobby, their coordination partially fractured thanks to their own jammers.
Now, that shouldn't have been too difficult after already taking down so many. But this one, in particular, required taking all of them down almost simultaneously and quietly.
This area was closest to their target location and would do no one good if they were to get discovered now, of all times.
Their signals were given by signs, careful not to drop the ball at this point.
Xavier and Jax stood at the front, heads bowed, breathing in sync.
Kyle and Killian adjusted their stances on either flank, eyes scanning for the two closest targets apiece. The timing would have to be perfect.
