"Surrender?" Khun Sa kicked him hard in the face,
"Look at the box by your feet! Do you think they're going to let you walk out alive?"
A Hydra assassin charged into the center of the warehouse with a shotgun, the flames from the barrel illuminating the skull tattoo on his face. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, he was struck in the back of the head by Khun Sa's guard with a rifle butt, and with a muffled grunt, he fell to the ground. The shotgun in his hand slid to the edge of the iron cage, and the girl's eyes were fixed on the gun, her pupils flickering in the firelight.
Chaos erupted in every corner of the warehouse.
Bullets pierced the canvas, revealing the dark green metal canisters inside. Some canisters were hit by stray bullets, and a milky liquid seeped out through the bullet holes, spreading on the ground, and quickly filled the air with a rotten almond smell.
