“So, how do we play it?” Bridget asked. “You guys are the experts in dealing with hostile attacks. Tell me what to do.”
“Right now we have a relatively secure position,” Ophelia stated. “They’ll have to either come in through that doorway or cut their way in from the side or above.” Bridget looked up, eyeing the ceiling suspiciously. “They probably won’t do that.”
“It is very unlikely,” Kat said. “Pacificans usually like to overwhelm their opponents, not sneak up on them. Even if they were thinking more tactically, they don’t know for sure that we’re here and trying to cut through would be really noticeable.”
“There are two different tactics they’re likely to use,” Ophelia said. “The first is to peek inside just enough to take some fire, figure out our positions, throw some smoke grenades and then move in, aiming for the spots they saw our shots coming from. The second is to choose their most expendable team mate, and use them as a shield while firing at us.”
“Combining the two is also a distinct possibility,” Kat said.
“So, how do we react to those plans?” Bridget asked. “Keep firing and overpower them?”
Ophelia shook her head. “We need to be smarter than them. We’ll use these desks as cover and choose our shots carefully. If we fire wildly, we’ll only leave ourselves open.”
“Our Captain is completely right,” Kat said. “We need to take aim.”
Farah put a reassuring hand on Bridget’s shoulder. “When you do work like ours, you learn quickly that you have to keep a cool head. Even when things around you are crazy.”
Bridget nodded. “I can handle that. Medicine works the same way.”
“Glad to hear it,” Ophelia said. “Now we all need to cut the chatter. Communicate with hand signals only until the attack.”
“It is occupied,” Yuri stated. “It appears to be an akumillian group.”
“Probably the one the pacifican mentioned,” Lucy whispered. “Looks like they anticipated them looking for trouble and they circled over to a bunker near their starting point.”
“What would they have done had they been noticed?” Yuri wondered.
“Pulled back while trying to take down as many of their pursuers as possible,” Lucy answered. “Not that much of a concern though. My kind can be very sneaky when we wish.”
They pulled away. “We’ll find the nearest unoccupied one,” Lucy said. “No point taking any huge risks.”
Yuri nodded and they continued their trek, staying as covered as possible.
The pacificans weren’t subtle in their entrance. They came in stomping and talking loudly.
“Look at these traps!” one laughed.
“What are they even supposed to do?”
“Give an alert if the stealth group shows up, I think.”
“These humans, they never rely on their own senses.”
They stomped their way down the corridor.
Ophelia nodded at her team. They prepared their stun pistols.
One of the old keyboards they’d strung up came crashing inside. Bridget almost fired at it as it came into view but Farah stopped her.
The smoke grenades came after some disappointed chatter on the part of the other mercenary group. Clearly, they’d wanted some idea of their locations. The Cerberus team waited until they saw a pacifican shadow enter to fire. The bolts hit, and there was a loud grunt but the figure didn’t go down.
He was being carried by the others for a shield, they knew. They began taking shots at potential openings, trying to hit the comrades behind him.
“Hold your fire,” Kat cried out. She moved out from behind cover and into the smoke, using a chunk of wood as a makeshift shield.
She dove into the group of pacificans, betting on her relatively small size, the smoke and confusion to save her from being hit.
The pacificans opened fire at her. Two were accidentally hit in the crossfire. A third was shot by Kat.
Unfortunately for her, a skilled shot from one of the remaining pacificans landed. She went down with a pained cry. The Cerberus crew and Bridget acted as soon as they heard it, opening fire.
By that point, most of the smoke had cleared and they were able to hit the last two pacificans with relative ease.
The four of them had won the skirmish, but Kat was out of the game.