BANG! BANG! BANG!
Another deafening burst of gunfire echoed through the apartment.
"Just trust me."
Instantly Manson released him, and they all bolted towards the living room; they stopped just before the entrance. Bullet holes scarred every wall, and shattered glasses scattered across the floor.
Sergei bent down and slipped one of his leather slippers off.
Ryan stared.
"…seriously"
Without replying, he tossed the slippers at the same time the rifle shot instantly tore through it.
Crack!
"Definitely a sniper," Ryan said, "we got no weapon to take them out."
Dimitri shifted his gaze to Sergie.
"Don't you have weapons in your house?"
Sergei pointed to another room beyond the exposed area.
"They are over there, my armory."
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The apartment shook violently, then the door exploded inwardly. Wood splintered across the marble floor before anyone could react.
WHOOSH!
