Dos's expression was solemn… The video in his goggles continued to play.
The gaunt field operative spoke with his hand on his chest the whole time, a subconscious act of self-protection when one is nervous. It seemed he was in fear.
The person across from him… was threatening him.
After less than a minute of terse conversation, the man appeared to be hysterically yelling at the skinny man, who turned to walk away with his back to him, while the other stood there hesitating for a few seconds before… he actually pulled out a gun!
He aimed the barrel at the center of the frame and pulled the trigger… A gunshot rang out, and the screen filled with static—there was no doubt that this person had destroyed the two trackers himself… Following this line of thought, he was the one who killed another person, and the tattered protective suit on the ground should belong to the hunched man who was being threatened.
