"You dare speak out! Execute him!" She yelled as Alpha members started to point their weapons at Dunston and shot Dunston. He tried to dodge but it grazed his shoulder, and another one went through his brain.
John was shocked as Dunston fell over to his knees. A tall light skin with freckles, 7 rods and an unkempt buzz cut whom The Sigma Elite Team member watched and a tear rolled down his face. As he thought, 'I'm sorry.'
"He was sick and useless, he got what he wanted, a shot of passive rebellion," She had a wicked smile as she laughed as a group of medics ran over to him and lifted him away.
Slyas looked grim as Alpha Force Men pointed their guns at the Sigma men. They tried to lift half of it but they weren't strong enough. One of the guards who was getting increasingly annoyed that the work was impossible and not getting done spoke.
"Do I need to give all of you a reminder!" He fired a bullet at the ground and everyone tried to lift but failed. "Or do I need to kill you all one by one like that Dunston Retard!"