Marcus waited for five seconds before the goblins now fully exposed themselves in front of the three sentries.
They kept pushing forward, crowding the narrow exit. Some climbed over each other just to get closer to the opening. Weapons raised. Screeching. No sense of spacing.
Perfect.
Five seconds later, Marcus tapped the screen.
The sentries activated.
The barrels spun up first—a rising mechanical whine that lasted less than a second.
Then they opened fire.
The left and right M134s unleashed a stream of rounds that cut across the entrance in a tight crossfire. At the same time, Marcus pressed the trigger of the M2 Browning.
The impact was immediate.
The first row of goblins dropped before they even stepped out. Bodies snapped back from the force. Some were thrown against the rock walls, others collapsed where they stood.
More kept pushing from behind.
They ran straight into it.
