With the tide turning in our favor you would have thought it would have been a blowout in our favor. But, reality works a bit differently.
Bullets were still thwacking all around us. Blood was diluting into the puddles on the ground and the only shouts you could hear were the shouts of the combatants. They were either shouting directions or shouting in pain.
The fire fight didn't last much longer. Our side was the first to run out of ammo, but the other side didn't seem to notice. They held back and kept shooting at the cars, until they too ran out of ammo.
Once that happened it turned into a melee. Our 4 remaining bodyguards versus their 16. They took out 8 of our guys and we took out 14 of theirs.
When the melee started the difference in quality became apparent.
While the other side had clearly used body training techniques they were still lacking compared to ours. Our men were like adults fighting children.
