Chapitre 354: Infiltrating the Westminster Abbey Part 2

Apostol tended the gun wound of the young Britannian soldier and the rest of the special forces left as they headed deeper into the dungeon.

Just like how they have been since insertion, Rolan was on the lead while the special forces behind him kept their heads and guns on a swivel, scanning the surroundings with their trained eye and a fully loaded rifle.

A muzzle flashed from the end of the hallway, and Rolan jerked to the side, his back against the wall. Igor returned fire with a flick of a finger on the trigger but only hit the wall as the attacker hid back behind it.

"Are you alright sir?" Donovan asked, his rifle aimed at the end of the hallway with every intention to pull the trigger should the enemy make his appearance again,

"I'm fine," Rolan pulled a grenade out of his armored vest. He shot a meaningful glance at Donovan.