The flashback

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It was nighttime, and it was raining hard. But we were soldier s, we needed to ensure the rain.
Thousands of Sinnohian Terrorists were blocking the entrance to the massive tower that had the champion at the top.
All the terrorists were all lined up.

We, the good guys, were in the back midst of the fog, planning our assault, where we all knew, for most of us, this will be the last night of our lives before we die.

"Captain. There​ is thousands of them. How would our method and strategy work?" The lieutenant asked "Sure, we have even forces, but even so, it will be risky!"
"I know. That's why our lightweight soldiers are going in first, that's step one. Rushing them. Step two, send in heavyweights. That will get those terrorists down. If they manage to kill off the heavyweights, step three will engage. We'll send in more lightweights." I explained.
"Alright." I say.
As I slowly get up from the barricade, I shouted out the que to attack "If we fall to our knees, we take you to hell with us!" Then, we all leaped over the barricade, and ran out to enemy lines, in less than a second, the bullets from the terrorists flew towards us.
"Keep pushing! Open fire at will!"
We fired back.
And already, nearly the whole lightweights got gunned down.
Then the heavyweights.
As I continued to run, A sniper round pierced my shoulder.
"Crap!" I groaned as I fell down.
"Ketchum, go! We got you! We'll hold 'em off! Just go!" A random heavyweight said.
I followed his directions, then crawled back to the barricade, and continued going until I was in the helicopter.
"Ugh. Ugh..." I groaned as I passed out.

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Flashback end
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