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"Salem, if you’re about to talk about money while I’m being shot in the face—"

"My turn to be popular," Salem yelled, ducking as the return fire shifted his way. Army Of Two

"Rios, tell me again why we’re taking the front door?" Salem shouted over the rhythmic thud-thud-thud of a nearby technical’s heavy machine gun. "Salem, if you’re about to talk about money

"Hey Rios? Remember that bet about the helicopter extraction in Shanghai?" Remember that bet about the helicopter extraction in

The dust in Somalia didn’t just sit on you; it became a part of you. Elliot Salem wiped a smear of grime off his ballistic mask, the painted-on grin of the metal face-plate catching the harsh afternoon sun.

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.