"Are you alright?" I asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Dahai managed through his gasps.
"Great," I hurriedly reloaded my bullets.
Dahai was panting loudly and I could sense the strain through his suit.
As I got ready to pull the door open, I saw Dahai walk toward the corpses.
"What are you doing?" I questioned.
He bent down to retrieve an assault rifle. "Do you know how to use this?"
"Probably."
He threw one to me and I inspected it for a short while.
It was a modified AK47, different in many ways.
Its muzzle had a bayonet above to prevent the soldiers from being disadvantaged in a close battle. Without further thought, I threw my own gun down and shouldered the rifle.
When I looked up again, I saw that Dahai was trying to open the other soldier's clothes as if he was searching for something.
