But he knew one thing.
The one shooting at him, Billder, was as good as dead.
And so was Losa 11.
If he couldn't easily take these people down, then it was time to be direct.
"You're dead!"
The agent of the 'Simpson Family' roared in representation.
As Billder's magazine ran out of bullets, he charged out.
He still held the gun in his hand, but after firing, Billder had sprinted towards the corridor, not giving Rodney the chance to shoot. To aim at Billder, Rodney had to leave the elevator.
Whooosh!
A heavy thud of something cutting the air sounded behind him.
A heavy fire axe came chopping down overhead!
The cutting wind made Rodney's scalp tingle.
Without turning around, Rodney quickly lunged forward.
But it was a bit too slow.
Crack!
Zzzzt!
The fire axe cut straight down along his spine, sparks flying.
The strike was effective!
But there was no joy in Galen's face; his hand trembled, almost unable to grasp the axe, and his gaze on Rodney was filled with surprise.
