The brutal close-quarters combat began.
The surviving Delta and ISOF members, relying on their remaining combat instincts and rigorous training, were attempting a last stand.
Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Two precise, short bursts came from the "Tombstone" leveraging a blackened rock where two of the fastest approaching "Musician" mercenaries from the flank were hit and fell with a groan.
But more bullets poured in like water from multiple directions, hitting the rock and sparking a dense shower of sparks, suppressing "Tombstone" to the point he couldn't lift his head.
The absolute advantage in numbers, plus the vantage point, made any resistance seem futile.
The vice-captain attempted to retaliate towards the densest crowd direction with his under-barrel M320 grenade launcher. As he barely peeked out, a 5.56mm rifle bullet from a tricky angle precisely struck his right arm's shoulder joint holding the gun!
