"Still want to fight?" After the gunshot, everyone's movements froze for a moment, including Hill. But Saloras looked like she was still hungry for more.
Damn it, you people teased me for no reason. Now that I'm in the mood and just about to have some fun, you want to call it quits? How can that be? I won't get serious, but stopping halfway like this leaves me feeling oddly empty. "Hey, how about we keep going? I still have several phases left to switch through. Don't give up so easily..."
Pah! Fight my ass! Hill rolled her eyes. It was hard enough dealing with just one of them, and this one was clearly only playing around while her sister stood by without even lifting a finger. Coulson's side was even more hopeless. Now that gunshots had gone off, what the hell was there left to fight for?
"What happened here?" Sure enough, Talbot burst through the door with several special forces soldiers, barging in with their guns sweeping across everyone in the room.
That was one of the reasons Hill and the others had given up fighting. No matter how good the soundproofing in the base was, perhaps the sounds of a fight would not carry outside—but could gunshots be hidden? The US Army had come in response, and if they kept fighting, they might get shot on the spot.
Don't say that was impossible. Even American police could not remain calm and restrained when dealing with ordinary civilians. Could anyone expect us soldiers to show such restraint when facing professional agents like them?
Sigh, but what were they supposed to do now? Hill let out a deep sigh. They had failed to catch the chicken and ended up boxed instead. Coulson would definitely spend the rest of his