Minutes before the container was raised, the gunfire shooting at the container where Elliot was continued. When it paused, Elliot and his team fired back. They almost emptied their ammo before they stopped, waiting for the enemies to kick the door open. Doing the initiative was too risky. Who knew if the enemies were just waiting for them to get out of the container?
Elliot drew a deep breath, ignoring the faint gunfire outside. He focused on his situation but kept in mind that shots were fired elsewhere. This could mean many things. A glint flickered across his eyes, pistol over the barricade, breaths heavy and controlled. Not just him, but the people with him had their eyes fixed on the entrance. They could vaguely see movements outside through the little holes their enemies created.
BAM!
