The sound of gunfire gradually weakened, and the explosions of grenades could no longer be heard. Obviously, the enemy didn't have much firepower.
Jade took a deep breath, the scent of gunpowder filling her nose. She tightened her helmet, pockmarked with dents, and spoke in a low voice, "We have to protect Trad no matter what."
Nathan was already guarding Trad's side, grabbing a strange-looking pistol from his tactical belt and firing a shot into the air.
"Bang!"
The flare burst into the sky, illuminating the dark surroundings.
Looking up, Nathan saw shadowy figures around him, black silhouettes with covered faces and wearing helmets and full armor.
Suddenly, Nathan sensed something was wrong. He pressed his earpiece and said in a low voice, "These people aren't all Omen Squad warriors. There are also martial arts masters among them. Be careful!"