sprinting towards Jamie's calls, Gallagher turned a corner, and slid to a crouch, wiping out his muscle re-generator, flicking of the safety, and watched the reassuring sight of synthetic proteins and nanobots mixing in the wound,
"commander! he shouted "soldier down, hostiles incoming on our position!"
And the extraterrestrial forces were bearing down, only Johnson could save them now...
"commander! he shouted "soldier down, hostiles incoming on our position!"
And the extraterrestrial forces were bearing down, only Johnson could save them now...