Kian threw himself into cover, but not fast enough. Bullets tore past his face, leaving stinging, bloody trails in their wake.
He had come a breath away from joining his squad in death.
“What the hell was that thing?”
The long-haired man had survived too, but his condition was far worse. A round had torn through his abdomen, and he was bleeding heavily, groaning in the dirt.
Suddenly, two red lights flickered to life in the darkness. The men
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