Vera:
Vera holstered her shotgun, as she drew an SMG, and fired a few rounds off at the mercenaries once more. Immediately some advanced, pushing behind closer crates when they were no longer under the threat of her Claymore.
Damn! If I lay off, they'll advance. If I keep firing, I'll bleed myself of clips!
As she fired once more with her SMG, she could feel the blast of a concussive round exploding nearby, sending her recoiling into cover.
They're almost on top of us!
"Online!" she could hear Rhyl yelling from inside the crate. "Engaging!"
Vera holstered her shotgun, as she drew an SMG, and fired a few rounds off at the mercenaries once more. Immediately some advanced, pushing behind closer crates when they were no longer under the threat of her Claymore.
Damn! If I lay off, they'll advance. If I keep firing, I'll bleed myself of clips!
As she fired once more with her SMG, she could feel the blast of a concussive round exploding nearby, sending her recoiling into cover.
They're almost on top of us!
"Online!" she could hear Rhyl yelling from inside the crate. "Engaging!"