"Kill them! Kill them all!"
"Don't let them get the chance to recover! Don't let the chance our leader gave us go to waste. Fuck them!"
Adam closed his eyes as the sound of war roared once more in the air, as his team caught up.
It's sad, isn't it? You think these people would—
But of course, since they were at war, Adam didn't have time to be lost in thought. As soon as he closed his eyes, someone got close enough to stab him in the back. The blade struck his armor… but didn't even pierce through the plating inside his suit.
Adam glanced back at the attacker, a young woman with tears streaming down her face. He sighed, and then gently smashed the back of his hand against her jaw.
Of course, she crumpled instantly.
Adam caught her, placing her on the sand. The only thing he could do now was knock out as many people as possible to stop them from fighting back and dying.
He picked up the woman's weapon and tucked it into his belt, then rushed forward once more.
