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"Fuck, they have guts to fire those bullets to our car, huh?!" Naiinis 'kong saad. It's already raining bullets when we stepped outside our car.
"I like it though. A grand entrance for the coolest torpe of the year, eh?" Idris said 

"Oh, fuck you." I flashed him my middle finger.

We made our car door as a shield. While, Zamora aimed his rifle to the side of the tunnel where he can see a red dot from there to my direction.
"The fucker's gonna shoot you, Priamos. Ayusin mo, torpe ka pa naman." He said before pulling the trigger of his rifle.
Damn you, Dashiel. Do not make me piss off by calling me torpe. 
They're just ahead of us. Any minute now, we might get killed. 
"Do you have any idea kung ilan 'tong mga gagong gusto tayong patayin?" He asked.
I didn't hesitated to open a fire when i heard someone constantly walking besides me. 
"Two down." I can see Idris forking his lips into a smirk.
"Thirteen meters from our direction, there are three red dots, snipers." I heard him say.


"Let's finish this and let the team clean this mess." I grunt.
"Let's get this over." He mumbled before pulling the trigger. 
"You missed."  I chuckled. 
"Yeah, I miss Solen." Tignan mo 'tong gagong ito.  Mamatay na kami at lahat-lahat panghaharot pa rin nasa isip. 
"You're whipped, Zamora." I cringed. Dang it, i missed her too.
"Right back at yah, Woodwell." I heard him laughed.
Sapul.