Chapter Fifteen

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When we arrived at the campus, we settled down in our tents and waited for the officer, who would give us a tour around the place, to come.
In Russia the weather was freezing cold with a lot of snow. Ryan had already gone pale and had stated to cough really bad, so we all were sure that he wouldn't survive.
A lot of hours past and officer Quinn never came. We were hearing noises, like screams and yells, outside the tent and we all stared to get worried.
And then the shooting began.
Some bullets went through the fabric of our tent and hit Andrew in the head and Oliver right in the heart. They fell on the floor both dead.
Some other soldiers threw us weapons and helmets and I ran to the battlefield with Sam and James following me.
I tried to shoot some Russians and I managed to kill or injure almost the 1/4 of them.
Suddenly, I saw a figure with dark hair fell down and I managed to understand that it was Cameron, although it was snowing like a maniac. His chest was covered in blood.
-Give me back up! Screamed James, who stared running towards Cameron, while me and Sam were shooting the Russians, who tried to kill him.
James carried the injured to death Cameron to the 'hospital' tent and then came back to go save the other ones, who were injured.
Meanwhile, me, Sam and a soldier from room 8, Matthew, were trying to cover him. He saved Jordan, two guys from room 8(Chris and Richard) and two of these campus(Shawn and Nash).
After two hours, that felt like forever, the Russians gave in and left running. We had won.

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