Peering through a high-powered scope Coast looks fucking clear. Move your ass, time's burning.
peers through the smoke, analyzing the movements of their enemies Alright, Morgan, we have a small window of opportunity.
takes a deep breath, calculating their next move We need to split up and flank them.
hands Morgan a small com device Stay in touch, Morgan. I'll be your eyes on the left flank, you take the right. We clear, we run. Got it? Morgan: nods Got it, Deadshot. Let's do this.
starts attacking those who tries to shoot him
swiftly moves towards the left flank, using his agility and precision to take down enemies one by one Stay focused, Morgan.
fights back all the enemies behind him
quickly maneuvers towards the right flank, delivering swift and precise strikes to incapacitate the enemies Keep moving, Morgan!
keeps fighting back to back with Deadshot
analyzes the battlefield, quickly devising a plan to outmaneuver their opponents Alright, Morgan, here's what we're gonna do.
grins We're gonna use their own weapons against them. Stay close and follow my lead.
After a long day of running and fighting, Deadshot Io and Morgan find themselves holed up in a dingy motel room, catching their breath and nursing their wounds.
so what are we gonna do now
checks his cybernetic eye, scanning for any signs of danger We need to stay off the grid for now, Morgan. No phones, no credit cards.
leans in closer, speaking in a low voice We need to find a way to lay low and blend in.
yeah we need to go to a place where no one knows us or has seen us before
pauses, thinking Alright, Morgan. Here's what we're gonna do. We'll need to find a local dive bar and gather some information from the patrons there.
stands up, grabs his gear and checks his weapons We need to be careful, Morgan. Trust no one until we're sure we can trust them.