Hiding among the long grass, we waited with rapid breathing, trying to keep low and quiet. Eventually, the intermittent gun fire seemed to stop. Some rocks from the cliff bank behind scattered down where stray bullets had landed above us.
Where Dread and the others had escaped to was not obvious. But the military Direct Engagement units were hard to predict, and some had thermal vision systems. Santi whispered to me “Do you think the bots have moved on?”
Yet there was a good chance that the Outriders might have neutralized them all, as there was a strong smell of smoke and oil in the air.
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