Twelve rushed out of the room, his eyes scanning the area until he spotted his junior standing near the shattered door, anxiety etched across his face.
"Where are the medics? How long until they arrive?" Twelve asked, his concern focused more on the arrival of medical assistance than the troops converging on their location. Fearless in the face of danger, his only worry was the wrath that Scarlett would unleash if Carter Riley died without him arriving at the hospital.
"Fortunately, we had them on standby before we arrived," the junior replied, glancing at his watch. "...they should be here in approximately 7-10 minutes!" he reported.
"Perfect! Now find a hiding place on the second floor," Twelve ordered, gesturing to the sniper's optimal location where he could fire targets outside and inside the building. "Don't take any action until I give the signal."
