January 20XX
Somewhere in Frozen Wasteland of Alaska.
"Damn it.. what happened?" The man grunts as he wakes up. He's been shot in his stomach.
He looks around and finds his team mutilated splattered everywhere.
He grits his teeth and clench his hand. He tries to stand but the pain was unbearable.
"No.. I did not come here to die in a fucking wasteland..." He starts to crawl to one of his teammates.
"Jackie.. I'm sorry.." He'd grab his IFAK from the woman's corpse.
He'd take off his clothes and start bandaging his bullet wounds, after that he'd take the morphine and stab it on his arm. He'd put his clothes back on and grab's the woman's pistol from her holster.
Feeling somewhat okay he stands up, limping towards one of his teammates and takes the black box from his frozen hands.
"Shit.. Brutus.. you too?" He continues to limp to the opened door in front of him. A snowstorm suddenly arrives outside. He'd slowly limp from hallway to hallway to the exit door. Where he finds a remnant of a battle. The snowstorm slowly buries it into the white nothingness.
He spots a downed radioman sitting down by a metal container barely hanging on. The man points his pistol at the radioman and kills him.
"Sorry Robbie.." He then sits down next to him and contemplates what he just did.
Just silence.
After an hour went by the snowstorm grew even worse, he grab's the radioman's radiopack and calls the frequency 689.22.
"Blackheart Actual this is Papa Actual, are you still there?" He waits for a response. A few minutes goes by.
"MIKE! MIKE! IS THAT YOU?!" A woman yells.
"Yeah.. I need some help.."
"HANG ON WE GOT A FIX ON YOUR POSITION! WE'RE COMING!"
"..."
"Mike? Mike are you there?"
"..."
"Damn it, fly this Helo fast--"
I'm sorry.. I couldn't be with the both of you.. but I hope.. this can be considered as an apology.. I'm sorry my.. Rose...
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