Alarms still blaring in the distance, he shifted his pack into a comfortable position and started sneaking his way over the rest of the hill. He had to get out of here, and fast.
Now he could definitely distinguish the sounds of an airlift approaching. Crap. he thought, working his way to the crest or the hill. I don't like this at all If I am not careful, things could get ugly.
Patting his ammo bag on his hip, he made a rough estimation of forty rounds for his riffle, four spare 15 round clips for his pistol, two phosphorescent flash grenades, and a pound block of C-12, similar to C-4, but many times more potent.
He heard shots fired, and sprays of dirt surrounded him, and the camo on his armor flickered in annoyance. Quickly, he ducked behind a boulder just at the crest of the hill. He really needed to leave, and soon.
He looked at the other side of the valley and estimated 3 kilometers to the pick-up point, damn, he thought to himself little cover to the zone, and now a gunship joins the fight. why did I get assigned to this crap.
His instincts told him to dodge left, and as soon as he tucked into his diving roll, the boulder shattered in a fiery explosion flinging shrapnel everywhere. No, he thought.Today is not going to be easy.
He heard the roar of the engines approaching faster than ever. With a split second decision, he pulls out one of his grenades, pulls the pin, and launches it straight into the air. His eyes went blank for a second as his HUD cyber-brain package kicked in. He quickly put a nav point on where the pick- up was, and shifted more power to his suit's camo field. He took off like a bat out of hell, flying down the hill at a break neck pace. A targeting recitle layered over his vision, and with a quick re-programing, red showed hazards in his way and green showed potential cover. A dull thump echoed across the valley and the whine of a damaged engine filled the air. stopping for a moment, he looked up and saw something truly amazing. The gunship had flew over the hill at the same time he threw his grenade, the engine sucked it in, and it detonated, blowing the engine off the ship and causing it to spin chaotically out of control.
He hesitated for a brief second, and then took off again. That was a lucky throw, he thought mildly.Luckiest I have ever seen, or my name isn't Shale Longshot.
To be Continued
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