Mission: Part 2

Looking around, we were surrounded. Men emerged from behind the debris of the walls, and we were encircled. They all wore the same outfit: armor that covered them from head to toe, with a banner protruding from the mask, bearing a medical symbol. There were about sixteen of them—four in front, four on the left, four on the right, and four behind us. The noise of their armor made it easy to determine their positions. But I had one question: how did they hide so well? Probably because their armor was the same color as the debris we were near, making them excellent at camouflage.

We dismounted our horses. Ellen came up to me and stood with her back to me. Even without exchanging words, I understood what she meant. Seven for me, seven for her.

"Attack them!"

One of the armored men said, raising his sword to the sky, as if he were the leader.

"Well, I guess I'll take the ones in front and above."