The intense waves of gunfire echoed relentlessly through the dimly lit building hallways, a chaotic symphony of bullets ricocheting off metal walls and concrete floors as the trio pushed deeper into the enemy stronghold.
The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder and sweat, mingling with the faint metallic tang of blood from fallen soldiers.
Yelena, the unyielding powerhouse of the team, charged ahead, her movements precise and brutal as she unleashed a barrage of attacks, cutting through swarms of enemy soldiers with effortless ferocity.
Her enhanced body allowed her to dodge incoming fire with superhuman grace, her fists and snatched weapons blurring in the low light as she dismantled one opponent after another, leaving a trail of chaos in her wake.
