A grunt is the first thing you hear. "Yeah, I'm fine. Scan says two targets alive. Seems to be wounded. Other is probably the hostage. I'll be fine, go check on her." Another grunt.

The kickback of the rifle plus the already weakened state Flynn was in probably dislocated or perhaps even shattered shoulder. It wouldn't be the first time that had happened, but it was still a nasty feeling. He always forgot the proper way of holding the rifle, since it was a rather strange grip.

He shakes his head, bringing him to the here and now. He looks around the corner, still seeing two outlined characters still 'standing'. With a quick 'ping' on his HUD, he points Williams the location of the (probably) hostile. "He's down behind that bench over there. Seems to be gripping his chest. Hard to say from just the outline." Flynn coughs and tries to get up, but fails miserably and slumps back down.