They swarmed fast, it looked like an angry mob, civilian clothes, but the way they moved in formations told an entirely different story. Covert ops, likely trying to look like protestors so that when they were inevitably shot down by the guarding forces, it would cause an uproar in the city. A rising in the wake of a ‘senseless slaughter’.
Hanzo wasn’t sure, and he would never be sure, how it happened. Looking back would only bring him to the moment when he realized McCree had vanished out of his sight, the damn idiot.
He was quick to change his position, sprinting along the walkways that were above the masses, trying his best to be discrete in the evening light. He couldn’t stop his rising heartbeat as he failed to locate the cowboy. Each balcony he peered from proved fruitless and he was about bark out over the commlink that he’d lost him – about to admit to a lapse in attention – when he heard gunshots. Six, rapid succession, the telltale sound of McCree fanning the hammer of Peacekeeper.
There was never a moment before where Hanzo had been so quick to scale a building. His chest heaved slightly from the effort when he got to the vantage point where he could see McCree. The gunslinger was aiming down an alley, at people he couldn’t see, wild grin on his face as he fought.
Hanzo couldn’t help mimicking the smile, pleased that the cowboy was unharmed and that he hadn’t failed his job as cover fire.
As if he could tell that now was the moment that Hanzo had arrived, the rumbling voice came over his commlink. “Line ‘em up,”
“Knock them down.” The archer replied, having heard McCree’s line one too many times.
The cowboy sprang into action, rolling to break the line of sight his attackers had on him. Readying three arrows, he launched them in rapid succession as the enemies rounded the corner to get at McCree, clearly unaware of an archer watching his back.
He was lining up a fourth arrow, but too slow as another man rounded the corner, gun ready. The shot went off and Hanzo watched in horror as Peacekeeper went flying, clattering near the entrance to the alley. He fired an arrow, striking the gunman in the chest, satisfied with how he crumpled.
It seemed that McCree was not, with the shake of his hand, likely hit from the shot to his gun, he ran headlong into the alley, not even pausing to pick up his gun. He had a look about him, like a man possessed.
“McCree!” Hanzo shouted over the commlink as the cowboy disappeared from his sight. He was quick to jump down, ignoring the ache in his knees as his prosthetics hit the ground and he took off running. Gunshots, and even if the archer hadn’t seen McCree run in without his gun, he would have known those weren’t from the revolver.
He dashed to the entrance of the alley. He could see McCree crumpled on the ground and regardless of how fast his heart was beating, he centered his mind.
It took only a second for him to nock the arrow, holding as he took a deep breath in. He didn’t waste time to shout, didn’t need to awake the dragons along his arm, they were already coiling, prepared to bite the attackers. Letting loose the arrow, the serpents flew with a roar, their bodies twisting together as their jaws opened wide to devour his enemies. They lit up the alley way as they coiled and maimed, pulling bodies apart and leaving only one behind before they fell to shimmering dust that whisked away in a breeze.
They swarmed fast, it looked like an angry mob, civilian clothes, but the way they moved in formations told an entirely different story. Covert ops, likely trying to look like protestors so that when they were inevitably shot down by the guarding forces, it would cause an uproar in the city. A rising in the wake of a ‘senseless slaughter’.Hanzo wasn’t sure, and he would never be sure, how it happened. Looking back would only bring him to the moment when he realized McCree had vanished out of his sight, the damn idiot.He was quick to change his position, sprinting along the walkways that were above the masses, trying his best to be discrete in the evening light. He couldn’t stop his rising heartbeat as he failed to locate the cowboy. Each balcony he peered from proved fruitless and he was about bark out over the commlink that he’d lost him – about to admit to a lapse in attention – when he heard gunshots. Six, rapid succession, the telltale sound of McCree fanning the hammer of Peacekeeper.There was never a moment before where Hanzo had been so quick to scale a building. His chest heaved slightly from the effort when he got to the vantage point where he could see McCree. The gunslinger was aiming down an alley, at people he couldn’t see, wild grin on his face as he fought.Hanzo couldn’t help mimicking the smile, pleased that the cowboy was unharmed and that he hadn’t failed his job as cover fire.ขณะที่ถ้าเขาไม่บอกที่ตอนนี้เป็นช่วงเวลาที่มาถึง Hanzo เสียงร้องมา commlink ของเขา "สายแม่งเลย,""เคาะพวกเขาลง" ยิงธนูตอบ ได้ยินเสียงของ McCree บรรทัดหนึ่งครั้งมากเกินไปคาวบอยผุดเป็นกลิ้งไปทำลายสายตาของเขาผู้โจมตีที่มีเขา การกระทำ พร้อมสามศร เขาเปิดให้ถี่เป็นศัตรูโค้งมุมจะได้รับที่ McCree ไม่ทราบอย่างชัดเจนของนักยิงธนูที่ดูหลังของเขาเขาก็เป็นลูกศรสี่แถว แต่มุม ปืนพร้อมปัดช้าเกินไปเป็นคนอื่น การยิงออกไป และ Hanzo ดูสยองขวัญเป็นทะแมงไปบิน clattering ใกล้ทางเข้าซอย เขายิงลูกศร โดดเด่นโคตรในหน้าอก พอใจกับวิธีเขายู่ยี่เหมือนว่า McCree ไม่ มีการสั่นของมือของเขา มีแนวโน้มตีจากการยิงปืนของเขา เขาวิ่ง headlong เข้าไปในซอย หยุดไม่ได้ไปรับปืนของเขา เขาดูเกี่ยวกับเขา เหมือนคนสิง"McCree" Hanzo ตะโกนผ่าน commlink เป็นคาวบอยหายไปจากสายตาของเขา เขาเป็นอย่างรวดเร็วกระโดดลง ละเว้นปวดในหัวเข่าของเขาปลอมของเขาตีพื้น และเขาเอาปิดเรียกใช้ พื้นที่ และแม้ว่ายิงธนูไม่เคยเห็นมา McCree รันใน โดยไม่มีปืนของเขา เขาจะได้รู้จักผู้ไม่จาก revolver ที่เขาเส้นประไปทางเข้าซอย เขาสามารถเห็น McCree ยับ บนพื้นดิน และไม่คำนึง ถึงวิธีที่รวดเร็วหัวใจของเขาก็เต้น เขาเป็นศูนย์กลางจิตใจของเขาIt took only a second for him to nock the arrow, holding as he took a deep breath in. He didn’t waste time to shout, didn’t need to awake the dragons along his arm, they were already coiling, prepared to bite the attackers. Letting loose the arrow, the serpents flew with a roar, their bodies twisting together as their jaws opened wide to devour his enemies. They lit up the alley way as they coiled and maimed, pulling bodies apart and leaving only one behind before they fell to shimmering dust that whisked away in a breeze.
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