*Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!*
Within the intricate streets of the capital city of Minos, firefights swallowed the once pleasant avenue of the cityscape. The rebels fought with great resolve, undeterred by the accelerating deaths of their supposed comrades. Dozens of corpses lay upon the streets, bringing upon puddles of crimson blood. These Minokins remained determined until the end, akin to maddened loyalist.
*BBRRrrrrrttt!*
"Take that heavy machine gun position down! Or we won't be able to move forward!" A staff sergeant shouted, shooting at the heavy machine gunner with ferocity. Their enemies were crazy bastards, much maddening than anything they had ever fought before.
"Sir, the Javelin is loaded. Ready to fire at the gun emplacements, give us cover!" A soldier reported to the staff sergeant, who nodded in understanding and roared. "Alright, give them hell!" He ordered towards his subordinates, and kept firing at the gun emplacements before them.
