Chapter 1

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I was the weapons expert of team Zulu but now they are all dead because of one break in my conscience. If only I hadn't taken that shot they would all be alive. Now I'm barely alive with a energy sword in my stomach. Thank god that the elite was still young and stupid. But still if I hadn't shot off that round the convoy wouldn't have noticed me. My anger had got the best of me. Frost was ripped apart right in front of me he was the communications expert and my friend. So yeah I got mad and shot the elite but anger and adrenaline made my accuracy terrible so instead of shooting the elite in the throat I hit him in the arm and because of that my I'm nearly dead. But like I said the elites were young so instead of a fatal wound all I got was a flesh wound, their mistake. The only problem is that when I called in for a medivac oni said that I was to wounded to be saved so I should
take the easy way out. The problem with that is the fact that my custom armor is stacked full of medkits meaning it takes a lot to kill me. Now I'm propped a against a tree with 4 knives,a energy sword, a sniper rifle, and 2 silenced pistols, and finally a seriously bad a suit of state of the art armor with footstep silencers and about everything else an assassin would need. So now it's time for vengeance.

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