Bab 134: Battle of The Lowest (4)

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(Orion POV) 

"Got him," I muttered while Aisa sat motionlessly next to me, her eyes in a thousand-yard stare as she looked at the pile of corpses in front of her. 

The mask was helping with the stench and dirty air, but it was also limiting her oxygen supply, which was terrible when she was practically hyperventilating. 

"Alright, take off the mask now," I said as the three who were chasing after the man I had just killed returned to us. 

They hopped down into the muddy trench, trying to avoid the solemn corpses stacked up on each other right beside us. 

"HEY! ANY OF YOU GUYS GOT SOME AMMO!? THEY AMBUSHED THE TRENCH IN FRONT OF US, AND NOW THEY'RE CHARGING TOWARD US! THEY ALSO MANAGED TO CUT OFF OUR COMMUNICATION!" A guy not too far down the trench shouted.

I just let out a deep sigh before shouting back.