"What the bloody hell is taking so long in there?" Sergei murmurs to himself.
He's focused on the door when he hears the sound of a plane. He tunes it out, focused on his goal, until he hears that laugh. He spares a glance from the door and sees what can only be described as a psycho on a glider.
Sergei rolls away from the blast, losing grip on his rifle. He reaches for his other gun, draws, and opens fire on this newcomer.
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