Chapter 116: Keep running.
With no time to ask Mark saved his question and followed after Franco and Alex. No sooner had they stepped out of the alley than they ran into another group of strangers. This time, however, they weren’t the enemies in red hoods.
They numbered four, and though their clothes differed greatly, the emblems on their chests revealed their identity as Peace Keepers.
"They’re dead," Franco announced right away and pulled at his jacket as if to point at the emblem on its left breast.
The one leading the other group looked at them one by one, did a double take when he saw the silver-haired maid, then left after nodding his head.
The emblem on the uniforms Peace Keepers wore wasn’t just a simple decoration; it served as an identification badge that helped them recognize each other and for that reason, they’re made using a special method that can’t be replicated.
Each member had only one they had to carry on them at all times. Mark received him before leaving the headquarters and the same went for Lara, though in her case it was a badge that could be attached to an apron.
Bullets rained on them from above and Mark instinctively raised the output of his Force Field. A massive orange hand manifested to their left and blocked the volley of bullets. Mark was about to glance behind him when he heard the big guy utter a single word.
"Aim."
The idea got through right away and Mark pointed his AR-15 at the figures standing on the nearby roofs. He didn’t bother counting them, and when the orange hand moved away he pulled the trigger and returned the fire.