EIGHY NINE
After an hour of waiting, Mila and Garba finally sighted two assassins heading their way, they immediately took the initiative of taking aim, hoping to get the first strike advantage, They both agreed to shoot the first. Garba was aiming at the taller man to the left while Mila aimed at the slightly less taller man by the right.
“We shoot on three. One, two, three! Shoot now.” Mila said the thought to speech function and took her shot, she watched as the man she shot fell instantly. A headshot as she had wanted.
Garba on the other hand did not aim for a headshot, rather he shot the man on the chest, slightly missing him and hitting his shoulder.
“Why did you not finish him off, we are exposed now, we need to retreat.” Mila said
They packed their guns and jumped from the tr
