"How did it work?" A woman in a leather suit asked as she dragged an unconscious soldier into the hall.
"The softer bullet didn't penetrate. Did it?" She asked the man who could only reply with breathless whimpers.
"That's good. If they aren't intact, we don't get paid."
"I know, a real round would've taken his legs off, this one seemed to work. Where's the third?"
"Didn't make it..."
"Two's a good haul anyway."