บท 98: New Era (VII): Dragonovs & Vladimirs

I placed one of the guns in the waistband of my pants, running after a group of people and aiming with two hands was not as comfortable as the movies make it out to be. There were loud bangs as my feet pounded on top of the containers, Ivan and his retinue pressed on forwards, the distance between me and then gradually shortening.

I raised my gun, grasped it with both hands and pulled the trigger, watching from my spot, I saw someone fall and crash onto the roof of the container they were on, before rolling and falling off the side and straight to the ground. I gritted my teeth and started running again, this time there was a surge of adrenaline as I let my anger fuel my movements, so much so that I could feel my heart fiercely beating within my chest.

*Dum! dum!! Dum!! Dum! Dum!!!*