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The Death of Mercenaries"There are too many!" The Medic shouted over the din of bullets piercing metal and flesh alike, "We can't fight them all! Fall back! Fall back!" He kept his medigun trained on the Heavy, who continued to mow down robots, only to have more come in the place of the fallen.
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A bullet clipped the Medic's shoulder, drawing out an shout from him. The Heavy looked back to see blood oozing through the white labcoat. "Doctor!" He yelled, keeping his attention on the robots, but sparing glances to make sure the man was all right, "Find house, barn, anything- somewhere we can hide!"
The Medic's eyes roamed the battlefield. There, not too far behind them, stood a shed. Before the attack, it had been used as a storage area for Mann Co. merchandise. It wasn't much, but there was nowhere else to go. "This way!" He started towards the shed.
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