Inside the warehouse, the remaining six Celestial agents were pinned down by Ethan's sporadic fire, their focus entirely on the man bleeding in the darkness.
Outside, the situation was desperate. Jason was watching his men bleed out, and the call with Ethan had been cut.
"Damn it! We've lost too many men! Santiago is down, and the Boss's location is compromised," Jason muttered to Falcon 1. He knew Ethan was hurt, and time was running out. He threw caution aside. "Forget the caution! Falcon 2, block the north exit immediately! I want the entire zone surrounded! I don't care how many men it takes; no one gets out of that building!" Jason roared into the comms. "Falcon 1, prepare breach charges! We are going in!"
Jason knew the risk of charging trained mercenaries, but the thought of Ethan—his boss—injured and alone was unacceptable.
