The Guy moved like a seasoned sprinter.
His pace never faltered.He was definitely military. Damiete thought as he tried to catch his breath.
The rifle Damiete had picked up from the dead Pott-bellied guy was heavy.He'd never held a rifle before.It just seemed Alien in his hands.
He could hear the labored breathing of his companions behind him.He would deal with Opuwari later he thought.
His pace never faltered.He was definitely military. Damiete thought as he tried to catch his breath.
The rifle Damiete had picked up from the dead Pott-bellied guy was heavy.He'd never held a rifle before.It just seemed Alien in his hands.
He could hear the labored breathing of his companions behind him.He would deal with Opuwari later he thought.