It was one thing for me to pull my weapons from their holsters and fire.
That thing had approached me in the most frightening way, coming dangerously close to ripping out my chest and killing me.
But I had no intention of taking a blow unprepared.
So I waited for his counterattack to come to a conclusion before shooting at him directly between the eyes.
With his hands, the elite soldier had deflected two bullets that were headed straight for him.
However, it was only a matter of time before the other bullets pierced his head. So, like a small rat, he used his remarkable moves and flew past the bullets.
He was getting much more agilent, but he was also tearing it up, from the good attacks I had made.
He didn't want to run the same danger when he saw I was going to shoot again. So he just went up in the air and while I was going to pull the trigger, he landed on top of the wooden bridge once more.
