Jonathan POV
Ding!
The elevator let out a high-pitched musical note as it arrived at a floor simply labeled as 'S*'. I readied my rifle and crouched just out of view, the door opened, and two MPs rushed in. I grabbed one by the helmet and banged his head against the elevator wall while kicking the other in the gut. I pressed a random button on the selector panel and hopped out just before the doors closed. I turned towards the right and was suddenly tackled from behind. I grunted as I slammed into the wall, I reached for my pistol-CRACK! I screamed in pain as I heard my arm had become dislocated, my assailant giving me a grin. I punched her in the face with my other arm and quickly relocated my arm. The purple fox gave me that same shit-eating grin as she had killed Taylor. I held out my fists in a fighting stance, and motioned for her to proceed.
We charged at each other, I let out a war cry as she pulled a knife-SWISH. I quickly slid beneath her and grabbed her leg before dislocating her arm. She roared in pain as I quickly moved towards her boots. Grabbing her knife from her immobilized arm, I drove it through the toe of her boot and into the floor. I jumped back and watched as she gasped and tried to pull her pinned foot off the floor. She growled and turned to me. "WHEN I GET OUT OF THIS, I'M GONNA TEAR YOU LIMB FROM LIMB!" I chuckled "Oh please, as if you could-" "RAAGHH!" I felt the wind immediately vacate my lungs as I was snatched up and thrown into a neighboring wall. Perhaps I should have put the knife through her actual foot.
I struggled to stand, she stomped over and started choking me. "Not so tough now huh?! Any last words?!" I felt my figurative lightbulb light up. "H-harder m-mommy." The distraction worked, and her eyes widened in shock after registering what I had just said. "Y-you-That's-I-" As she sputtered on and on, I took the opportunity to reach down and grabbed a handful of glass off the floor before throwing it into her face.
The effect of the shards worked instantly, and she threw me down the hall, covering her face in pain. I grabbed a baton one of the MPs had dropped. "I'm tired of playin' with yo ass! Say goodnight!" And with one good chuck, I nailed her right in the head. She slumped to the floor, unconscious. I dusted myself off and slammed open a door labeled 'FIRE EXIT' and stepped out. I was instantly met with blinding darkness and blaring sirens.
I saw several concrete structures, a few tents, and a large variety of vehicles, including humvees and tanks. I looked up and saw several helicopters in the sky, some dropping troops off, others with active searchlights sweeping over the camp.
I didn't know what these guys wanted from me, but they must want it terribly. "HEY! HUMAN! HANDS UP!" I quickly looked right and saw a group of Anthros aiming weapons at me. I dove behind a concrete barrier before chucking one of my M18 smoke grenades over the barrier at my enemies. "SMOKE INCOMING!" "Get your goggles on!" I could hear the soldiers shouting to each other as the smoke deployed all around me. I sprinted forward and dove between the legs of one soldier before shoving another to the ground. "CONTA-Oof!" I quickly silenced one of the soldiers with a kick to the gut before rushing forward. I ran in between two tents before the surrounding area was flooded with light, forcing me to stop and squint at the sudden light change. "HUMAN! WE HAVE YOU SURROUNDED! DROP YOUR WEAPON AND SURRENDER!" I peered upwards and saw a helicopter had found me and aimed its searchlight directly at me.
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General FictionIt is currently 1973, the Vietnam War, and Captain Jonathan is a famous US pilot. With his trusty UH-1 helicopter, 'The Medic On Wings', he is capable of flying, solo, through heavy fire to rescue those who need it most. However, during a transport...