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Salem stepped out, the gold on his gun flashing. "Surprise, boys!"

Tyson Rios didn't look back. He was a wall of muscle and Kevlar, hunkered down behind a rusted-out shipping container. "Because the back door involves a three-story climb, and I’m not carrying your extra ammo up a drainpipe." Army Of Two

The courtyard erupted in a different kind of noise—the heavy, sustained roar of a SAW. In the chaos, the Aggro shifted. The red glow bled away from Rios and settled onto Salem. Salem stepped out, the gold on his gun flashing

"Hey Rios? Remember that bet about the helicopter extraction in Shanghai?" "Because the back door involves a three-story climb,

He reached the perimeter of the insurgent nest. Two men were frantically reloading, their backs to him. Salem didn't pull the trigger immediately. Instead, he keyed his comms.

"Do your job, Salem," Rios grumbled, his shield vibrating as a hail of 7.62 rounds slammed into it. "Flank left. Now."