Bang bang bang!
Bullets hit the bulletproof glass, unable to penetrate, but shattered most of the structure, leaving bowl-sized shatter marks.
The manager slumped in his chair. Although the bullets hadn't hit him, Hassan's words pierced his heart. His subordinates did such things, and as their direct leader, he couldn't escape.
Soon, the team had reached the outskirts of the helipad.
Though called a helipad, it's not the traditional open-air helicopter pad but rather a recessed floating vehicle docking area.
Hassan just pushed the door open and saw more than a dozen guns pointed at the corridor.
In less than a second, bullets would turn them into minced meat.
