Mute Sighs As He Stops Focusing On His Sniper Scope, He Felt Tired, Each Moment He Felt Like His Throat Chokes Up, He Feels Sick To The Stomach, And Start Sitting Down, Tired From Stim.
Feeling Claustrophobic Suddenly, He Struggle To Let Go Of His Helmet Panicking, Clutching His Chest In Exasperated Action.
Once He Unravel His Helmet, He Took Big Gasps Of Air, Grabbing His Neck, Struggling To Breath, He Rolls Around The Ground Trying To Scream And Breath Again.
Jojo Moment, What Mute Is Doing:
When He Almost Feels Like Fainting, He Can Finally Feels The Blood In His Veins Move Again, It Felt Like His Heart Stopped For A Few Seconds, When In Reality, His Blood Just Stopped Grabbing Oxygen Because Of The Effect Of The Massive Use And Over limiting The Stim Use.
After Lying Down, He Tries To Reach Into His Pockets To Search For The Voice board, Literally A Small Keyboard That Can Transmit Morse Code That Will Be Translated Into Words In Signal Towards Allies.
Only To Realize It Wasn't There, And Looks Towards The Spot He Was In, And He Crawls Towards There, His Legs Are Still Antsy From That Situation And Struggle To Move.
He Then Searches Around The Floor, Looking For The Voice Board, Only To Swipe Away The Snow And Sees The Voice Board And Took It, And Started Typing In Morse Code.
(tl:dr, I learned Morse code.)
.-././-/.-././.-/-
R E T R E A T[Six P.O.V]
Six, Who Was Currently Fist Fighting With Jeremy Was Certainly Struggling, Yes, Six Does Have Armor That Can't Be Penetrated By Simply Firearms, And Also A Military Axe To Boot It Up, But Unfortunately, Sam Has A Great Advantage With His Bugs He Called "Hephis Agvean", Those Bugs Can Somehow Lift Him From The Ground Despite How Heavy His Armor Is, Almost Like Floating In Water.
Being In The Air Again, He Has Got A Hang In Stabilizing Him Self In The Air, Although It Limits His Movements Because It Require Him To Bend His Spine In A Way That Stabilize On His Arms And Back, Causing Back Pain Because...Well He's Old.
Jeremy Then Noticed A Bunch Of Openings And Start To Take Out His Impusca Vana And Start To Aim, Of Course Away The Snipers Range, They Don't Actually Know That Mute Has Stopped Sniping.
Six Saw Jeremy Took Out His BIG IRON ON HIS HIP, And Make A X Symbol With His Arms Infront Of Him To Hopefully Take Some Off The Impact And Put Up His Guard.
A Large BANG! Went Off And Six Was Sent Flying Again, His Arms Was Hurting Feeling Massive Pain From The Impact Of The Shot, It Was Fortunate That Six Was Quite A Decent Range Away From Jeremy's Big Iron, But He Was Cornered And Outnumbered By 2 People, One Who Makes Him Unable To Attack At All, One Who Could Be The Only One Able To Damage Him.
Then He Starts To Think Of Any Strategy To Combat These Du-
*Ping!*
A Message? From Mute? Why? Also, He Noticed That Mute Hasn't Been Sniping Or Shooting At All, So The Automatic Translator Decodes The Message That Simply Said: RETREAT
Six Think Over And Over, Wondering Again And Again, Running The Same Scenario, Whatever Made Mute Said Retreat, Either Means He Had Another "Nerve Crash" And Can't Shoot Anymore, Or There's Something Coming That Can Be Really Devastating To The Operation...This Is Bad...
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Cold Rot (Decaying Winter Fanfic)
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