Garrick stepped forward, his entire body encased in thick Earthen Armor. He planted himself in front of the others like a living wall.
"I'll block. You two, kill."
"Got it!" The three of them dove back into the fight without hesitation.
It was only now that they truly understood why Ethan had warned them not to split up.
In a situation like this, separating would've been suicide.
Up on the rooftop, Chris had already locked onto the sniper who'd fired at Sean. The guy was perched in a window across the way, still lining up his next shot.
Chris set up the second Barrett M82 and took aim.
Moving targets were tough, but a stationary one? That he could handle.
The distance wasn't too far, and through the scope, the sniper's head was crystal clear.
He exhaled, steadied his aim, and pulled the trigger.
BOOM!
The shot echoed across the compound. The sniper's head exploded like a watermelon, the armor-piercing round turning it into a red mist.
