"What else can we do?!"
"...Surrender..."
A part of him wanted to fight, to make a run for it, but reason told him otherwise.
At least a dozen guns were pointed at them from outside. If they made the slightest move, they'd be turned into Swiss cheese on the spot!
And that damned bird was still watching from the sky.
Escape?
Where could they possibly run?
Hearing the word "surrender," the bald man, contrary to expectations, let out a sigh of relief. His nerves, stretched to their absolute limit, suddenly went slack, and he nearly collapsed in his seat.
"Okay... Okay, we surrender, we surrender..."
The two looked at each other, seeing the fear and resignation in each other's eyes.
The scar-faced man took a deep breath and slowly raised his hands. The bald man followed suit.
CLICK.
The car door unlocked.
One after the other, with their hands held high, they cautiously pushed open the car doors and ducked as they got out.
"Don't move!"
"Hands up! Turn around!"
