Spy Mage System

121 Gunfight

There was a vehicle coming from the other way now so we needed to stop at a red light, where everybody went to look towards the other bearing at the light as they hung tight for it to change.

As the light become green, everybody pursued the convoy once more.

There was now just a single vehicle that had gone with Greyson previously, as every other person remained with the convoy. “When would it be advisable for us we assault?” I requested the earpiece. After a couple of breaths, I heard Fulton’s voice in my ear saying, “In ten seconds.”

I felt like this would have been a fascinating mission without a doubt! I felt a little apprehensive but likewise a little amped up for what was going to occur.

Ten seconds came.

Then nine.

Then eight.

Then seven.

Then six.

.....

Then five.

Then four.

Then three.

Then two.

Then one.

Now!

The van halted as Greyson’s vehicle halted before us simultaneously as the FMA vehicles did. We spilled out of the vehicle, the FMA drawing out their rifles. Yet again we were unable to draw out our wands on the grounds that the world would begin addressing, and I’m making an effort not to have that once more.

Nope, not today!

The FMA spread out into a crescent before us, stowing away from in the middle of between certain trees that were becoming on one side of the road while Greyson’s vehicle was at the contrary side of the road. Rapidly the convoy spilled out of their vehicles, and gunfire bursted through the air as the troopers in the two gatherings started shooting at one another.

When they did, we ran out of cover, shooting our own firearms at them and making a full scale battle with them and with us having the option to shoot out from cover too.

I got out a solitary gun, which was the main thing I had. I didn’t anticipate being requiring any SMG’s or alternately AK’s whatsoever today. I immediately moved to one of the FMA vehicles, but I chose to remain beyond it for a couple of reasons.

I would have rather not had opportunity in that frame of mind by a wanderer shot that missed me or another person in their truck, and it would have been a lot simpler to avoid sight until this is finished. I kept on shooting my firearm as I dodged down behind a little tree for cover.

As I took off from the battling that had begun around me, I noticed one of Greyson’s men who was holding his side and tumbled down onto the ground while he was shooting at us. One of his projectiles nearly missed me, as dread jabbed its head through my heart as I remained there believing that he nearly killed me there.

But fortunately I made due.

I kept going around while I took shots at him, making him duck behind a vehicle as he started shooting at me once more. He gradually got up, faltering onto his feet as he pivoted and began shooting at me again from a distance away.

As I discharged my weapon, he staggered away from the vehicle as he fell onto his knees and fell onto his side onto the ground. Should finally give him some closure.

I fired my weapon and gave him a couple of times in the head just in case, then immediately headed directly back as I ran back towards where I had come from previously. As I ran over towards a tree, I noticed a portion of Greyson’s men with their hands on their heads while they stooped all the way down.

But where could Greyson have been?

Yellow blazes of slugs spread out every which way, as I pivoted and saw Greyson running towards me while shooting his firearm at us as well. His eyes were loaded up with outrage as he kept on discharging at me with his gun, which appeared to be very precise in light of the fact that I didn’t notice even one slug miss me.

However, indeed, they did, but they were near killing me.

I was unable to remain this way, before I would be shot into hills of mush on the ground, so I immediately ran off into an irregular structure close by as he continued to discharge at me with his gun and I kept on shooting back at him with my weapon while going through another rear entryway with no one there.

I was now fairly away from the gunfight, as I could scarcely hear the sound of shots ringing through my ears any longer.

But Greyson was all the while following me, as I heard his strides moving toward me.

I remained by the side of the back street, my tragic as I held my gun up and gazed at Greyson as he remained there with his gun in his grasp.

My brain went clear as Greyson remained there and said in a serious tone, “I lack the capacity to deal with this!”

“Well I surmise you’ll need to set aside a few minutes,” I expressed, shaking with dread as I made an effort not to allow it to show all over as Greyson kept on strolling nearer towards me.

“You all aren’t leaving alive,” he said, pointing his weapon at me but then at my head all things considered. I expected to follow through with something, and rapidly. But what? What could really be done? There wasn’t enough time left for me to consider what I might actually do at that point.

I was unable to shoot since I would have chance too, so that was not feasible. He was excessively close now. He was close enough to shoot me with his gun assuming he needed to. I glanced around, his eyes positioned on me, drawing nearer increasingly more until he was right facing my face, as though he were looking solidly into my spirit.

So I accomplished something very unsafe.

I dodged, as a shot went off and I tossed a right to his stomach as I clutched his belt and pulled him closer towards me as I hit him upside the head energetically. The sensation of his nose disintegrating into dust as blood spouted out from his nostrils and mouth was most likely what I had a best outlook on everything.

He staggered back up, shaking himself as though he was knocked out from the punch. But he got back up and he pivoted as though nothing had occurred. “You’re a seriously solid one, not going to like it, but you will not get to leave here alive. That’s what you know, right?”

I got his belt and pulled him towards me, and I punched him once more, this time on his cheek.

He threw a punch towards my face, but I immediately dodged under it and punched him again on his left side as I pulled him towards me and pushed him against the mass of the back street. He shouted out in torment, and I folded my arms over his midriff and kicked him into a wall close by where I squeezed against him.

But he was shrewd, I need to give him that.

He managed to haul his gun out and point it at me where he pointed it right between my eyes where he crushed the trigger.

Preview:

The slug went past my head but didn’t hit me or anything, as it skipped crazy behind me, and afterward I hopped on his back and grasped his throat tight as I held him in a tough spot. I dug my fingers into his tissue and pressed so close that it probably hurt a piece for him, but not enough that he would pass on.

But all through that, some way or another, he tossed me over his back.

My back hit the ground like a sack of potatoes while blood dribbled from my head and my side. He slithered away from me, taking out a weapon from his belt and shooting it at me like a madman.

But he missed, and I got up from the beginning, his legs free from him and punching him over and over until at last I heard a noisy cry that he should have passed on in light of the fact that he had quit moving and fell onto the ground with blood spouting out from his mouth.

I remained by the side of the structure, gasping vigorously as I saw him laying on the ground before I gazed upward. Before long enough, I saw Malachi and the rest come, and I could perceive that their eyes were loaded up with dread. They all came running towards me, but then halted when they saw Greyson lying on the ground close to me with blood spouting out of his mouth as his eyes were completely open and inert.

Malachi stooped down close to me with dread in his eyes while I took a full breath and attempted to quiet myself. But then, Greyson flickered. Then he attempted to get up, but September kicked his head, returning him all the way down. Then she put her foot on his chest and pointed the barrel of her weapon towards him while she said, “You’re dead.”