Metro Exodus: Artyom X Male Reader

Chapter 2

Hello you saucy motherfuckers

I hope you're enjoying yourselves because I sure aren't because I made this book, considering there barely isn't any X reader for the metro games, also. You can tell I can scarcely remember shit in the early missions by how fucking useless I am

Where were we? Ah yes...

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They all ducked down as bullets rained down around them; Alyosha had gotten the short end of the stick by getting shot on his should; Y/N/N army crawled over to the said ranger, putting a gloved hand over the bullet wound, keeping it from bleeding everywhere

"You okay here?"
Y/N asked, and Alyosha only grinned at him; Artyom had crawled over to check on him as well; the two rangers ducked their heads a bit more as bullets began to rain down around them for the second time

"Shit... They suck at shooting."
Y/N said, and Artyom looked over at him with a blank stare before standing up along with the others Y/N stayed sitting with Alyosha hand pressing down on the bullet wound

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Artyom awoke slowly, his neck hurt from having to sleep in a hunched over position at a table; he raised his head as Miller was sat near the stairs that lead up to the trains control panels

"Why the long faces?"
He asked, standing up as Idiot looked at him; he had been standing near the right door of the train, which leads to the front balcony area

"We are at a crossroads, so to speak, where everyone can't help but wonder where next? Where do we go from here?"
Idiot looked at the colonel, awaiting what he would say next

"Hmm, yes... More or less what I expected from you, but you get the picture."
The door to the right had opened, and Anna had stepped back inside, turning to her father; she crossed her arms

"So is your counter functioning? Have you checked it?"
Anna had made her way over to Artyom sitting on a chair next to the table; Y/N had awoken from his sleep, wiping the drooling that formed on the corner of his mouth

"Yes, it's all green; I double-checked it; Stepans also in the green. We don't need masks here."
Miller looked down at the floor in thought as he rubbed his chin

"So, they were telling the truth."
He spoke in a soft voice, Anna still being pissed, blew up a bit at her father

"Who was telling the truth? Why won't you answer? Who were those people trying to kill us? Why would they shoot at you, the commander of the order! Explain something at least you owe us that"
Anna stated as she followed her father, who was pacing a bit before stopping

"Well, I might as well drop the bomb now... The war did not end."
Miller started as Anna stood up walking up to her father

"What do you mean did not end."
She hissed at Miller, who looked at her with a stern look

"Let me finish, most of our cities are destroyed, the rest of the country is probably under enemy occupation, to avoid new nuclear attacks against us, Command chose the only viable course of action, to play dead."
Miller spoke grimly; Y/N had sat up fully leaning against one of the chair legs Artyom was sitting at; the said mute patted the H/C male's head before going back to look at the others, Anna was already leaning against the table, refusing to look at the Colonel

"To ensure radio silence, the sheild system was created, a network of radio jammers covering Moscow and suburbs."
Anna shook her head as Y/N was now paying attention; he had moved over to Artyom's side, resting his head on his arms which were on the table he listened to the conversation on occasion, almost drifting off to sleep, but Artyom would shaking him awake