Geneva did not wait for the mercenaries to squeeze their triggers. In a single explosive motion, she kicked the heavy metal service trolley beside her, sending it hurtling across the concrete floor straight into the lead guard's shins. The man cursed in agony, his submachine gun discharging into the ceiling as he crashed onto the floor. Geneva lunged forward, executing a vicious Krav Maga palm-heel strike to the second guard’s…
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