The power system was interrupted and the hall plunged into darkness. The only thing visible was the flames burning on the platform just above the hall. Burning droplets dripped from the edge of the platform continuously and the burning thick smoke gathered above like heavy clouds.
*Cough cough...* Norman pushed down the stone slab on his chest and stood up with his rifle.
The polyethylene bullet-proof plate on his chest was cracked and pressed against his ribcage. He called out the hologram screen and deactivated the front armor. He heard the sound of air being filled as he ripped off the armor in front of his chest.
Dust was everywhere.
"Garrett!"
Norman who regained his breath, opened his helmet mask and shouted.
"Damn! Bill!"
"Cough, I'm not dead. I'm here."
The sound came from the radio channel.
