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June, 2015 - CHAPTER 02 ~ Busting a Bunker <~ PoV of Vincent Grymm ~>

I clambered out onto the rooftops and watched as the Major and his remaining 12 men stormed the Bunker, only for an artillery shell to soar down and obliterate them before they got even close to the door. I tutted and looked around, tapping my foot. "Why do they have to always do it the stupid way?" I heard from behind me, I spun on my heel, reforging both arms into dual pulse cannons, and my shoulders unfurled two large missile packs which began to charge. A man about the same age as myself stood armoured up with a large railgun on his back looking out towards the bunker, before glancing at me.

"HEY! What are you doing...?" He yelled, before smirking. "HAH, You forgot who I am didn't you...?" He laughed before flipping out a knife and engraving three letters: Z, E and N into the stone by my feet. I scanned the engraving then looked up at him. "Zenra?" I asked, not realising it was him beneath the heavy armour. "YUP! Its me, V." He chuckled. "Nice armour..." Zenra spoke before having a look around me before tapping one of my cannons. They folded away along with my missile packs and I allowed a pair of solid wings to unfold from my back along with thrusters on my legs. "Where you flying to without me then huh?" Zenra grumbled. I glanced back at him and raised my head slightly, nodding to an approaching Bomber. "Wait... how come a plane is in the air during this blackout?" Zenra questioned, then realised that it was an old world war two bomber. "Oh... nevermind, its an old Lancaster... But whats that doing here?" Zenra questioned again, and turned around to me. I shook my head as my thrusters engaged and I leapt from the building before soaring off into the air towards the bomber.

It didn't take long before I detected a fast moving object close behind me. I glanced back and Zenra also had a wingpack and was following, his Railgun in both hands, sparking away. "So, you've got a gun which works in this blackout huh? Same here." Zenra laughed as we flew under the cover of the deadzone towards the bombers underside. "Wanna open a door for me?" I yelled to Zenra, who immediately aimed up and fired to the bottom of the Lancaster, blowing a hole into it and out the top. "Thats big enough. Cheers." I yelled before accelerating up towards the hole as a Qaiden soldier peered down. "Big Mistake, kid." I mumbled as I soared up, grabbing him by his waist and flying out the top, before throwing him down onto a wing and dropping back inside.

Two Qaiden soldiers turned around with AK-47s, yelling something in arabic. I simply put up my middle finger and they stopped before yelling again.

"Ugh... LOOK! SHUT UP. I DON'T SPEAK ARABIC." I yelled back and one of them laughed. nudging his friend. "Hey look. This heretical white man think he all that. Wearing white hero suit. Moron." he laughed. That was all I needed to know. "Well... I hope you packed swimwear..." I laughed as I flipped my arm up and it transformed into a large cannon, glancing down through the hole to see Zenra firing his Railgun off as two Jets shot past, one being hit and exploding before shrapnel flew out around him. "Hey, Don't mind me, V... Take your time..."