The soldiers inched forward, half with their guns ready, other's with their Flak guns and yet other's with their Flak weapons. Suddenly, multiple shots rang out and three troopers dropped instantly. "It's Tanya!!" The leader yelled and the rest dropped to the ground their weapons balzing. The Flak troopers, useless in this ground fight, retreated but scanned the air for any threats. The multiple shots rained down on the remaining troopers but their main target, the small concrete hut was slowly being deciminated by their own returning fire. "Go around, you and you, go around!" The leader yelled to several troopers.
Dodging the deadly shots by the famed commando, the leader crawled forward in a zig zag fashion, his weapon stowed on his back. I'm going to get you, bitch, he thought, but I'm going to get you with my bare hands. Suddenly, the air turned ghastly white as his Tesla shots ran out from his men. "No, save your shots!" He yelled but then a silence fell from the building. Did that girl run out of ammo? He inched forward again and standing up, he prodded the rubble with his feet.
"Rah!!" the figure jumped on him like a lion springing on its prey. He struck back equally hard with his fists but received punches in his groin in reutnr. "Yeow!" he yelled in agony and then a "Clonk" was heard. Stunned, he found his soldiers lifting him up while another had his boot on the figure. "You told me to go around sir, well she didn't heard me." Slapping his man on the back, he grinned an evil grin.