"You all get on the ground now! Row one burst fire! Row two, get ready!"
One of the civilian guards, a man who looked to be in his forties, yelled as everyone quickly followed his direction and began firing at the three mutants.
All of the survivors also fell onto the ground, avoiding being shot directly as they began crawling closer and closer to the guards.
"Sir, it's not working! The bullets aren't penetrating!" One of the guards pointed out as his heat detector showed the mutant was still standing.
"Keep firing! We need to buy as much time as possible! As long as they are being stalled here, we did our jobs." The old man yelled.
As row one began to run out of bullets, the old man quickly directed row two to burst fire to allow the first row to begin reloading.
"How the hell did the mutant get inside the training field? How did they not show any sign while inside those trucks?"