Chapter 76: A Shattered Front

The cold air burned in Emily's lungs as she struggled to her feet, her body trembling from the impact of the bullet wound. 

Her vision blurred at the edges, but she fought it back, forcing herself to focus. 

The team was depending on her—she couldn't afford to fall now.

Damien was beside her in an instant, his arm around her waist, helping her to her feet. 

His expression was a mixture of concern and grim determination.

"Stay with me, Emily," he muttered, his voice tight. "We need to get to the ridge. Now."

Emily nodded, gritting her teeth against the pain. She could feel the blood soaking into her jacket, but there was no time to think about it. She had to keep moving.

"Move out!" Holt's voice rang out over the comms. "We've got the high ground now. 

Let's push forward and take them out. We can't let them regroup."

The team was already on the move, but the enemy wasn't far behind.