The sun has barely started to find its way through the trees this early in the morning. Peggy and I are crouching in the snow waiting for the signal to make us move in on the base. The boys started their attack about an hour ago trying to clear it out for us. It's freezing cold out our breath creates little clouds of warm moisture for moments and then disappears. So far so good. We're in position to get into the grounds quickly and unseen. Peggy is red from the cold even with the heavy coat and scarf wrapped up to her ears. My hair is back leaving my ears exposed to the cold, but I need to hear properly. The radio buzzes to life finally. Peggy and I shift lower into cover as Scott, our radioman answers for us. On the other end is Dugan. "We're in place here. Got the building as clear as we could for ya, but I assume there's more. We need to be up and gone before German reinforcements get here."
Scott hands the receiver to me, "This is Peg and Eve we copy. We'll contact you if we find something."
"This is the Captain, we made a nice clear run for you two. Need any help just holler this line will be open to the whole team."
Peggy grabs the walkie from my hand. "We've got it covered signing off." She turns the dial to silent before tossing it onto her belt. Silence is the key to succeed.
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The base has been alive with the sound of the sirens and the fighting outside, but we haven't seen a soul we couldn't avoid. Peggy, our four soldiers and I make our way up and down hallways. We come to a stop at a corner to the sound of voices. She steps behind me to cover me as I duck quickly around the corner and into the cover of a doorway. I'm in a decent sized room of chairs and desks. All around doors leading to smaller rooms branch off. Peaking around I see two heavily armed men speaking to each other while another inside a smaller room frantically tries to cram papers and things into his briefcase. The smaller man inside the room seems to be unarmed. Turning to Peggy I motion or her to throw me something of use. She waits till it's safe then tosses a small silver ball. I roll it over in my hand until find a button. I release the pressure and then roll it out into the room. Two seconds pass then it explodes into a dark smoke. the two men come barreling out of it towards us.
The first man reaches my doorway and I jump out onto his back bringing my rifle across his neck. He fires his gun sending bullets into the ceiling as he loses balance. In an instance the other man is to us trying to throw me off of his partner. Peggy reveals herself from the doorway as I'm thrown to the ground. She puts the first one down before they see her. The other man raises his handgun and shoots but Rick and Peter catch his arm causing his shot to go off target. Flipping myself up to my feet I do my best to knock his gun out of his hand but his grip is strong. A bullet goes off right beside my head which dazes me for a moment. He pulls the trigger again but the gun clicks. Instead he flips it and brings the butt of the gun across my face causing me to fall to the floor. I kick my leg out bringing him down as well. I scramble on top of him and do my best to pin his arms down with my legs. My hands find his neck and I do my best to stop him from struggling. I can hear Peggy behind me trying to stop me, but he isn't dead yet. Peggy shoves me to the side and ends the man with a shot to the head.
I look up from where I lay. The smoke has settled and the last man stands staring at us hands up. I look over at Peggy who has her gun on him. "I had him." I say as I make it back to my feet."
"They already heard the shots. I didn't want you to have that kill on your hands." Strongly I step up beside her.
"Uh guys?" Scott says from behind. Turning I see that Rick is laying in a pool of blood. Our other three boys go to reach down for him. He's clearly fading away. I look to Peggy she looks overly sad before turning back to our captive. This all just became very real.
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Bound By Purpose
FanfictionWATTY NOMINEE 2019 There are many things that make a man great. Heroism. Bravery. Strength. Reputation. But above all, a sad truth is that purpose is necessary to lead all men to greatness. To truly live a life worth speaking of is to find a purpose...
