Bastion One fired first.
A short autocannon burst tore through the remaining glass doors and struck the reception area.
The overturned desk split apart under the impact.
The Spitter recoiled from behind it, green fluid spilling from its mouth as its swollen throat compressed.
Zolyah fired.
The Barrett round passed through the broken window and struck the infected beneath the jaw.
Its head snapped backward.
Green acid burst across the wall and reception counter instead of leaving its mouth as a projectile.
"There you are," Zolyah said. "Spitter down."
The infected gathered inside the lobby charged toward the ruined entrance.
Bastion One shifted its autocannon slightly.
Another controlled burst struck the front of the group.
Bodies broke apart across the lobby floor. Two infected behind them continued forward, climbing over what remained.
Dobrev raised one hand.
His squad moved.
