"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
The 'Bird' Team C fighter who had emerged from the darkness, continued walking toward them like he didn't hear their words. Due to his drastic limp, Mike and his comrades felt their eyes attracted to his left foot where they found visible blood staining his trousers.
Only after walking into the talking distance between them, did the mysterious soldier put his hand in his outer pocket and pull out an ID card to flash them from afar. His gruff voice sounded next,
"I am your senior, you f*ckers. I never thought you guys would try to exploit an important mission target to fulfill your own perverted fetishes. Stand away, leave the criminal aside or I will be forced to act against you."
Mike looked at this unfamiliar man with narrowed eyes. Clearly, he was not in a good mood upon getting obstructed from getting his revenge. As for the Superior of Team C ordering him….He waved his hand in shooing motion towards this man.
