Author's pov :
The sound of gunfire grew louder, ofbullets ricocheting off the old brick walls. Marco 's men were closing in fast.
Jungkook glanced over his shoulder, spotting the first wave of assailants.
Without breaking stride, he drew his pistol and fired a precise shot, taking down the closest man.
"Guess it's playtime" Jungkook said grinning. "You're outnumbered ten to three. Stick to the plan! " Jimin said through the earpiece.
Namjoon calmly said " The plan id changed" He motioned towards a nearby alley. "Taehyung, high ground. Jungkook, cover the rear. "
Without hesitation, Taehyung vaulted into a stack of crates, scaling the side of a building with practiced ease.
He pulled out his rifle, the muzzle silenced yet deadly. He scoped in on the approching wave of men, taking out two with clean headshots. "In thought Italians liked peace, guess not " Taehyung dryly said smirking.
"Focus on, tae " Jimin said irritated.
Meanwhile jungkook's, had taken position at the mouth of alley, firing calculated shots to suppress the enemies.
His aim was precise, each bullet finding it's mark. "Marco should've sent more men. These guys are terrible" Jungkook mockingly said shooting each of Marco's men.
With a big smirki Namjoon said "the alley is clear "
"Two more coming from the west," Jimin warned, his voice tense. "Jungkook, they’re aiming for you!"
Jungkook turned just in time to see two figures emerge from the shadows. He fired quickly, hitting one square in the chest.
The second man hesitated, giving Taehyung enough time to dispatch him with a clean slice across the throat.
"Let’s go!" Namjoon shouted, waving them forward.
But before they could retreat, a sharp, searing pain tore through Jungkook’s shoulder. The impact spun him around, and he staggered against the wall, his pistol slipping from his grasp.
Blood seeped through his jacket, staining the dark fabric.
"Jungkook!" Taehyung yelled, rushing to his side. He grabbed Jungkook by the arm, trying to steady him. "Stay with me."
"I'm fine," Jungkook growled through gritted teeth, though his face betrayed the pain coursing through him. "Just a graze."
"It's not just a graze," Namjoon said, his sharp eyes darting to the spreading red on Jungkook’s shoulder. "We need to move now, or we'll all be pinned down."
"Can you walk?" Taehyung asked, his voice softer now.
Jungkook clenched his jaw and nodded. "Let’s go."
With Taehyung supporting him, the trio pressed forward, ducking into the wine cellar Jimin had directed them to.
Namjoon slammed the heavy wooden door shut behind them, securing it with an old iron bar.
The dim, musty space was lined with ancient barrels, providing them with temporary cover.
"Let me see," Taehyung said, easing Jungkook down onto the floor. He tore through the fabric of Jungkook’s jacket, exposing the gunshot wound. "Jimin, we need medical instructions. Now."
" You're heading to the villa. I've already arranged for a doctor to meet you there. Jungkook, don't pretend you're fine. I see the blood. "Jimin's voice is serious through the earpiece.
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