"Go!"
Barrett's squad rushed up without wasting a single word; he raised his hand and fired, and a Priest hiding a hundred yards away in the chaotic crowd was instantly blown apart with a headshot.
The helmet's visor didn't stop it at all, because the bullet went straight through the eye.
Only targets that matter are worthy of a sniper's bullet.
"Ah!"
With a roar, Barin's massive figure, wrapped in Heavy Armor, charged in from the side; he twisted his torso and slammed in with his shoulder, actually sending the Heretic blocking the way flying.
The airborne Heretic even bowled over several unlucky bastards in a chain before finally stopping, as if a straight furrow had been plowed through them.
Only when they hit the ground did their twisted, deformed limbs become visible, like discarded, worn-out dolls; even with regeneration they didn't react for a while.
