"Your guess is as good as mine," said Dr. Cambria, brows drawing together as he peered around the corner.
In the time that Bentley and Dr. Cambria took to slip inside the container, Evan had slinked off in the opposite direction. The Gladsheim scavengers had seen them, so whatever advantage they would have had if they had retained the element of surprise was rendered null. Now, it was only a matter of playing off the terrain that the enemy possibly knew better than them, and in order to take full advantage of it, they would have to cover as much of that terrain as possible between the three of them, or else they'd get boxed in.
He had called for whatever reinforcements the stranded Circle unit could spare, but they would take at least five minutes to make it here. They were just lucky that the shuttle hadn't touched down too far from the rendezvous point.
A bullet glanced off the side of the metal pipe he was crouched behind, making the hollow construct vibrate with the impact. Another hit dead center, denting the pipe on the side Evan was thankfully not standing against. The bullets had fired too far apart to be from the same gun, the interval too uneven, so there were at least two soldiers on his trail. Good, he thought, ducking around the side and firing a warning shot. Less for the doctors.
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In the time that Bentley and Dr. Cambria took to slip inside the container, Evan had slinked off in the opposite direction. The Gladsheim scavengers had seen them, so whatever advantage they would have had if they had retained the element of surprise was rendered null. Now, it was only a matter of playing off the terrain that the enemy possibly knew better than them, and in order to take full advantage of it, they would have to cover as much of that terrain as possible between the three of them, or else they'd get boxed in.
He had called for whatever reinforcements the stranded Circle unit could spare, but they would take at least five minutes to make it here. They were just lucky that the shuttle hadn't touched down too far from the rendezvous point.
A bullet glanced off the side of the metal pipe he was crouched behind, making the hollow construct vibrate with the impact. Another hit dead center, denting the pipe on the side Evan was thankfully not standing against. The bullets had fired too far apart to be from the same gun, the interval too uneven, so there were at least two soldiers on his trail. Good, he thought, ducking around the side and firing a warning shot. Less for the doctors.