After five minutes of back and forth gunfire, I just had to know.
"How are you still firing?" I shouted across the factory floor, even as I continued trying to kill him.
"I could ask you the same!" Came the reply, along with several more bullets.
"Hey, I set this ambush up, I had time to gather ammo, what's your excuse?"
"Well, funny thing is-"
He went silent. After a long moment I approached, finding a ricochet trajectory that caused the dead body behind the makeshift barricade.
As well as an expensive sound projection device. So at least I knew.
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