The dropship hovered VTOL outside a third floor window. Dove drew his Glock and "borrowed" a marine's Glock with the other hand. He disabled the safety on both of them and jumped off the ramp.
Dove hit the window with a crash, he rolled forwards once before jumping up and spraying both ends of the room with 900 rounds per minute a piece. The glocks ran dry. Dove dropped the marine's Glock and loaded another clip in. By this time he rest of the marines had jumped through the window and started to fight.
Six dead marines later, and the room was clear. The SAS had lead the way, as usual. "This is Sean to Dove, I may have to initiate you into the SAS at one point. After all, you did lead the way, and that's our job."
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Simulation! (Complete)
Ciencia FicciónWhen George is refused entry into the Feyanne Army as a tank operator, he wakes up in a strange environment where it's kill or be killed, divided into two teams. Highest rank: #67 in sci-fi Current rank: floating around between 85 and 400 in sci-fi
