For a while, Ginger and Ann engaged in intense conversation. Ann, mostly doing the talking, seemed to find solace in confiding in Ginger. He gleaned fragments of information about Ann's strict, upper-class background. However, their conversation was abruptly interrupted when Remy and his team returned, bearing numerous bruises and injuries. Ginger sprang into action, grabbing the first aid box and tending to their wounds. As he worked, curiosity got the better of him, and he couldn't help but ask, "What happened to you?"
"We were ambushed just as we were on the verge of finding the escape route," Remy replied, weariness etched across his face.
"Can I take a look?" Ginger inquired, his voice filled with determination.
"Are you sure?" Remy asked, his anxiety palpable.
"I believe I can help," Ginger responded confidently. "I just need to neutralize the wounds, right?"
"Please return safely," Remy implored.
"I will," Ginger assured him before grabbing a Brügger & Thomet MP9, a powerful German firearm loaded with 9mm ammunition and equipped with a holo sight, laser attachment, and an extended stock.
Ginger noticed Ann preparing herself, holding a 9mm pistol given to her by Remy for self-defense in case things took a turn for the worse. With their preparations complete, Ginger approached Remy, seeking more detailed information about the location.
"So, it's a typical subway, but near the entrance, there are three unusually positioned pillars among the regular ones. In total, there are five pillars, each with a spotter guarding the exit. We were spotted early on, and as soon as the firefight began, I unleashed my abilities. But they were already firing at us, armed with a total of five rifles. There were thirteen of them," Remy explained.
"Thanks for the information. I'll do my best to clear the area," Ginger replied, determination gleaming in his eyes.
"If you're uncertain, retreat. We'll regroup quickly," Remy cautioned.
"Understood," Ginger acknowledged, then turned away from the group. Making his way towards the passage leading to the upper level, he ascended to the second floor of the subway. The entrance was located on the ground level.
Just before reaching the exit, Ginger noticed one of the peculiarly positioned pillars that Remy had mentioned. It seemed to serve as both cover and a shield for the enemy. Motioning for Ann to stop, Ginger took cover behind the closest pillar, striving for a better vantage point. Stealthily observing the adversaries, they crouched low, attempting to remain hidden. As they watched, the enemy began shifting a large wooden crate, its contents concealed. The mystery of the crate deepened their curiosity, but time was running out, and they needed to act swiftly to avoid losing track of the target.
As Ginger and Ann continued their covert observation, their hearts pounded with adrenaline. They knew that any misstep could jeopardize their mission and put their lives at risk. The enemy's movements became increasingly calculated and precise, indicating a high level of training. Ginger's mind raced, searching for a strategic advantage that could turn the tide in their favor.
After carefully analyzing the enemy's positions and timing, Ginger devised a plan. He whispered his strategy to Ann, emphasizing the importance of staying quiet and staying in sync. Their objective was to neutralize the enemy one by one, silently and swiftly.
With a shared nod, Ginger and Ann began their daring maneuver. Ginger moved like a shadow, slinking from one hiding spot to another, using every inch of cover available. Ann followed suit, her footsteps light and precise. They closed in on the unsuspecting spotters, their hearts pounding in synchrony with the intensity of the situation.
Ginger's training kicked in as he reached the first spotter. With quick precision, he incapacitated the enemy, rendering them unconscious before they could raise the alarm. Ann mirrored his actions, eliminating the second spotter with a single, well-placed shot. Their seamless coordination was a testament to their unspoken trust and understanding.
As they progressed, the tension in the air thickened. Ginger's senses heightened, his every instinct honed for survival. Each step brought them closer to their ultimate goal, their escape route. The remaining spotter was just within their reach, but the risk of discovery grew with every passing second.
With nerves of steel, Ginger positioned himself behind the last pillar, carefully aligning his sights. He took a deep breath, steadying his trembling hand. In one swift motion, he unleashed a series of calculated shots, eliminating the final spotter before they could react.
The subway fell eerily silent, save for the distant rumble of trains passing through. Ginger and Ann exchanged triumphant glances, a mixture of relief and exhilaration washing over them. Their path was momentarily clear, but time was of the essence. They knew they had to seize this opportunity and make their escape before reinforcements arrived.
With caution, they continued through the subway, their steps light and purposeful. Ginger's grip tightened around his weapon, ready to fend off any unexpected threats. Ann stayed close, her trust in Ginger's abilities unwavering.