I ducked back around a corner, as bullets chewed up the drywall spraying dust into my face. I pressed Asia back. This wasn't good!
We were going to be caught in a crossfire soon. We'd lost our Special Force escort to a series of grenades three floors down and it wasn't looking good for us now.
I glanced across to the elevator. We'd likely be cut down before we could get to it, but right now it seemed like the only option as those pursuing us were closing in fast. I didn't want to dwell on the fact that even if we did get to the elevator and away from this floor, we would still be practically gift wrapping ourselves for those waiting on the next floor.
I heard steps down the hall behind us. I slung my rifle on and then picking Asia up I slung her across the space to the elevator gallery before a shot could be fired. I followed after her, but wasn't so lucky.
Shots slammed into me, knocking me down at one point, but I managed to crawl out of the field of fire. Asia was in a panic, as she helped drag me clear of the bullets. I couldn't breathe. She was screaming at me and then a little air seeped back in and I felt better for it.
My chest and back smoked from where hot lead stuck out of my vest and burned widening holes in my clothes, "I'm okay!" I said wheezing my way up to my feet.
I jammed the elevator button hard, as I held my gun ready to fire. Something wasn't right with my gun. It was shot to pieces and I threw it down disgustedly and undid my pistol. The elevator doors opened up to thankfully reveal an empty space. We quickly stepped in and I punched in the top floor.
The doors had starred to close, when I heard automatic gunfire from both ends of the corridor. Going on instinct I held the elevator doors open, while Asia looked at me as if I was nuts for waiting.
I shrugged, some things you had to take by faith, and my instinct was one of them. Temple and Maria soon appeared coming down one corridor and a moment later Tyre and Galloway came down the other.
Galloway approached with a big smile and I gave him one of my own. He and I had always gotten along well together.
"Room for a few more?" He asked with a cheeky grin.
I grinned back, "Sure thing, hop in!"
Tyre stepped over my shattered rifle and peeled another one off his back to hand to me, as he stepped into the elevator, just as the doors whisked shut. Tyre punched the button for the floor beneath the top floor.