As bullets rained around him, Rick ran into the forest. His bag slapped him as he left his world for good. As he ran, roads turned to bushes, and house remains to trees. All the while, he heard the bullets behind him. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his ankle, and fell into a covered pit. The Russians stopped shooting. As they began to search for his body, he turned to look at the damage on his leg. There was no bullet! He had hit a thorn, and fell into this pit. It was pretty big for a concealed hole, twenty feet squared, with a smaller cave in the corner, covered by large bushes, with a tree in the center. Rick wanted to explore, to get away from the Russians, but he first needed to stop the bleeding. Taking a large leaf, he covered the wound, and crawled towards the smaller hole. It was actually the start of giant cave system. He jumped in, hiding in the nearest cave. One minute later, a Russian fell into the hole. After searching around, he left the hole, grumbling in Russian. He did, however, leave a gun. A small pistol with a tracking device, fully loaded. He ran out of the hole, arming himself. At that moment, the soldier ran back, for his gun. He was hit by the smaller gun parts, known as bullets. The shots, like the body, were dead quiet. Taking the man's rifle, he ran after the rest of the soldiers, determined to avenge his hometown in any way possible.
As the sun set, not one enemy soldier was alive for miles around. He had taken the guns, and sadly disposed of the horrid objects due to the fact they all had trackers. Right now, the guns were burning in a cave, far away. The bodies were buried, but not the bags. After discovering the bags were without trackers, Rick moved them all to the tree in the hole with the caves, a place now called home. Hungry, sick from killing. even in self-defense, he opened the bags, looking for good news. And good news came on a gold plate.
The bags all had the same objects. There were 25 bags, all black-blue. Inside each were great supplies. There was;
1 grappling hook
15 separate gun ammunition clips-(garbage)
10 day's worth of minimal rations
1 fire-starter kit.
1 book in Russian (probably on survival, but great fire starter)
1 top-quality Swiss Army Knife
1 small axe
1 sleeping bag
And plenty of other, ah, fun objects. As the night settled in, Rick slept in a cave, in one of the many sleeping bags. As the next day dawned, Rick set off the prepare for a major construction project.
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Into The Forest
PertualanganHe was just another boy in his town, another face in the crowd. Then, one day, just a mere hour of it, changed his life. Permanently.
