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Michael levelled his rifle at another enemy, squeezing the trigger. His bullets pumped into the man’s torso as he zigzagged toward a car on the edge of the street. He stopped in his tracks and crumpled to the ground. Bill and Brian fought the assault. Michael knew that they could quell the outnumbering force.
Sarah and Aaron stood at the edge of their walls, allowing minimal cover while they killed. The ruthless woman spotted a man sprinting to a parked car on the street. She aimed at him with her M-16, releasing a burst of hot metal. The bullets ricocheted off the bright red Toyota as the assassin reached it. While he leaned out from behind the protective metal to return fire, she jumped behind the wall.
Matt’s partner found the hostile sniper who had shot at him. He squeezed his trigger, but his finger halted before the motion was finished. Another round rapidly followed the first one. A precipitous stinging and burning feeling dug deep into his right shoulder. The overpowering pain made him drop his sniper rifle in shock.
As Matt heard the close-by staccato of gunfire, he peaked his head out from behind the doorway. Seeing a flurry of movement, he signalled to the man across the hall to follow him. They cautiously crept out and joined the fray.
The men on the building across the street from Bill, Brian, and Matt picked off several stragglers who didn’t find cover. The assassins had naively assumed that their greater numbers would overwhelm the attackers. This cost many of them their lives.
A fourth enemy sniper lay on the roof. He found targets on the ground. His goal was to exterminate as many of them as possible. His partners were losing the battle, their superior numbers undermined by the other killers’ skill and careful planning.