Malice looks down at the floor and softly speaks, "I am sorry for knocking you out so many times.."
I hold her face up gently, "What happened 27 years ago?"
"You tell me ... you were the one who's been missing for 27 years.. all i know is that you went to war."
The viewing point zooms into his eye as black and whites stripes appear fuzzy as an old TV having no signal.
Zooms back out. Seth is in a Military outfit covered with blood all over his face and uniform. holding a M4 with a sling, shacking, hiding behind a wall as an explosion is seen from behind. Next to him on the ground speaking into the radio was Pvt. Nelson. the only 2 survivors from the squad.
"Bravo! Bravo! Can you read me!?"
~"Loud and Clear."~
"We are pinned down! We need help from the sky. There's at least 2 Tanks and a dozens of armed Soldiers heading our direction!"
~"Roger. What is your location and the enemies coordinates?"~
"Seth, grab those binoculars and read me the coordinates of the enemies ... Seth! ... SETH!!"
He gets in front of me and punches me on the face and shakes me by my shoulders.
I kick him back, "I ******** heard you!"
"GET YOUR a** UP AND READ MY THE COORDINATES! I KNOW WE'RE IN DEEP s**t BUT WE'RE GONNA GET OUT OF THIS ONE WAY OR THE OTHER!" Nelson yells in a frustrated voice.
As i peek up and get the coordinates, Nelson talks back in his radio, "We are located in the 3rd floor of a half standing building, it's most likely the only building that is still standing"
I grab the radio, "coordinates is 5-2-8-4-0-4-3-1-8"
~"Roger. Take some cover."~
we get up and run farther into the building. In a matter of seconds, explosions are then heard from the outside and the building begins to rubble. Suddenly, we begin to run outside. Just a couple of feet away Pvt. Nelson trips and falls to the ground. I turn around letting go of my M4 since it's wrapped around me, reaching out to grab his hand a piece of concrete lands on his leg. He begins to scream.
Outside a voice is heard, "ya slyshu chto-to! .. v etom zdanii!"
"s**t.. they didnt seem to get everyone." I grab his hand and begin to pull. In a matter of seconds the entire wall falls on him. Slowly letting go of him i see his arm collapse to the floor as blood begins to pour onto the floor. I continue to run outside but looking around there is no way out. I step back a bit facing the window and begins to sprint and jumps through the window falling on my belly as i hear guns clicking from being aimed on me
"Amerikanskaya!" I hear one of them say. Im then beaten until i get knocked out
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