Chapter 12 - Ambush in the Corridor
Before we could clear the containment wing, the emergency alarm sirens began wailing loudly through the ceiling speakers.
Red strobe lights bathed the sterile white hallways in blood-red light as heavy iron blast doors began descending.
“Movement ahead! Down the hall!” Marcus shouted, raising his rifle as tactical gunfire suddenly erupted.
Richochet sparks flew off the steel wall panels as Vane’s security contractors pushed into the corridor from the main elevator.
I pulled Genevieve behind me, drawing my handgun to fire back down the hallway alongside my tactical team.
The deafening roar of gunfire inside the enclosed concrete space was absolute agony on the eardrums.
“We need to reach the medical wing to secure her baseline plasma kits!” Evelyn yelled over the gunfire.
“Without those specific refrigerated canisters, we can't synthesize the treatment back in Chicago!”
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Marcus lobbed a smoke grenade down the central corridor, creating a thick white curtain of obscuring fog.
“Move! Move now toward the lab!” Marcus barked, providing suppressing fire as we darted across the open hallway.
