"!?"
"!!"
The moment they saw the figure in white CMC Powered Combat Suit get tackled to the ground by the savage daemon hound, the air seemed to freeze.
"Uh-oh!"
"Danger!"
"Th-this is bad!"
"Look out!!"
Almost at the same time, the recruits cried out in alarm once more. Nearly all the greenhorns were sweating bullets for the woman who was a medic but had insisted on being the first to take part in that terrifying live-fire training.
Thankfully!
At that critical moment, just as the recruits were wondering whether they should rush forward to help, the woman didn't panic. With astonishing reflexes, she rolled across the ground, shielding herself and fighting back, then used the momentum and pressure of her roll to break free and evade the terrifying Warp flesh hound's continued assault.
"!!"
Rat-a-tat-a-tat!
After escaping the hound's attack from above, she calmly and promptly raised her weapon and fired a burst of flechette rounds in roughly its direction. They clanged against the metal floor, sending sparks flying.
"Rrr!!"
However, the flesh hound was no easy opponent.
It quickly dodged the shots, then nimbly leaped toward the medic's huge, heavy shield. It moved along with the woman's aim, keeping itself tucked firmly into the blind spot of her firing angle and the direction she could turn.
In no time!
"!!"
When it saw the woman trying to lower her heavy shield a little so she could focus on aiming, the Warp flesh hound moved again. It seemed to have lived a long time, fought countless battles, and grown utterly vicious.
Before the woman could line up her sights on it, it accelerated into a sprint. Taking advantage of the moment she lowered her shield, it leaped sideways from the direction of the left hand that had been holding