The squads of BSAA agents finally turned corners into the field, one large group of two dozen appearing from a street directly in front of Akim, immediately raising their weapons. The other smaller group emerged behind them, slowly advancing behind them. They were taking a crescent formation in front of almost a dozen wounded civilians, worried and confused. Cyprus caught sight of a newcomer, standing over the recruit with two rather elaborate weapons in his hands, and someone of a somewhat familiar body shape edging towards the larger squad. Raising his rifle, he clenched his fist to signal his squad to stop yet keep their sights on the targets. He caught sight of the recruit scrambling into a helicopter, and prayed he wasn't being foolish.
"You have five seconds to step away or we will open fire!"
Hearing the recruit speak to him through the radio, he quickly dove back into the crowd of soldiers and tapped his radio.
"Recruit, don't do a **censor** thing. Keep low, and keep your safety off. The moment you fear for your life, tap one right into their eyes. If we hear a shot, we'll open fire. Understand?"