We climbed the last few steps to the next flight of stairs, ducking back down the moment the thugs covering the top of the stairs started firing at us.
They did not even give us a chance to peek over the edge as the gunfire continued even after we ducked down.
It seems like there were at least three of them who were using mounted machine guns that they were spraying down range at us.
"They're really desperate huh?" Amber chuckled while taking cover beside me.
Lea crawled up to me while hugging her rifle to her chest, "Should I try to shoot them from here, Captain?"
I turned to her, "Won't that put you in the line of fire then?"
"I should be able to take a few shots with my shield before it goes down. Perhaps I might take one of them out with my rifle."
I quickly shook my head, "No, I don't want you to take that risk. There should be another way."
Amber turned to me, "So… What should we do then? We can't stay here."
Captain's Log:
Seriously, what the crap did our client do to deserve all this?!
Amber's Log:
Pffft... They really needed to bring that out just for us?