The dim moonlight revealed a person clad in dark, tactical gear; his face obscured by a gas mask with a sleek, reflective visor.
In his hand, he carried a rifle equipped with a night-vision scope, while several magazines and clips were strapped to his sides.
A pistol was also holstered on their right leg, while a dagger rested on the left.
Neo measured the distance carefully and waited for the mysterious figure to get closer, but the mercenary stopped 6 meters away.
At this distance, any movement from Neo would get him shot before he could even make a move.
'I can do this. I don't think he knows about me,'
The fact that the mercenary had approached him instead of immediately opening fire meant he wasn't in immediate danger of being shot—at least, not yet.
"Why are you out here?" the man asked again, his voice muffled by the gas mask but still clear enough to hear. "Didn't you hear the warning? Everyone is supposed to evacuate to the next sector. This area is compromised."
