"Stop! Stop right now!" Jason shouted.
But no one listened. For some inexplicable reason, the entire squad was accelerating. Some even broke into a light jog, pushing past Jason one by one.
"Damn it!" Jason cursed. He didn't know what was happening, but instinct drove him to raise his rifle to fire a warning shot. He immediately lowered it. The Gauss Rifle was far too powerful; a single blast in these tight quarters could wipe out the entire squad!
His reaction time was flawless. He lunged forward and swept a brutal kick into Shane's shin, the man bringing up the rear before delivering another crushing blow to Calvin, knocking him hard to the floor.
Both strikes were heavy and vicious, specifically targeting the joints. The two men instantly doubled over, clutching their legs in agony. Yet the rest of the team remained completely oblivious. With blank, glassy eyes, they continued their frantic march deeper into the corridor, moving faster with every second.
