Flippy And Fliqpy Roleplay!

SECTION 3: RETURN TO THE BATTLEFIELD Part 6

"Err, Flippy ?" Fliqpy asked uncertain of what should he do.

He was surprised with his brothers fight, and grateful he was there for him, but he was also worried about his wound and mad at himself for letting this happen. He failed. Again. But that wasn't important right now, they had to get to safety. They had to get to the camp and report this, the enemies over here ? It was like a joke! But nevertheless Fliqpy still didn't know exactly where was he, he was confused about what was going on, after he lost his way, and couldn't get back to the camp.

"Are you sure you know where you're going ? " He asked shakily and his brother finally stopped to take a breath from the run.

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He nodded. He pointed a direction and said.

"This way. We are nearly there I think..."

He pressed a hand on his wound to ease the slight pain and put his knife away.
When he caught his breath back, he started to walk toward the direction he showed earlier.
After a few minutes of walking, they finally came back to the camp.
Flippy sighed with relief. They were safe. His hands and knees were shaking.

"W-What happened ? You weren't coming back to the tent so I went looking for you and I... I just found you like this. I don't know I... I just don't know ! What were they doing here ? Why were you this far in the forest ? Why did they tried to capture you ?"

He was slightly shaking. Obviously his lack of sleep was getting to him.

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"I sort of lost my way and forgot about the time I spent running, while training, in the darkness, and just when I wanted to try and get back, somehow I couldn't. I have no clue where did these soldiers appear from, they just took me from surprise and pinned me down."

He didn't say his body was too light and was too easily overpowered, he would get stronger eventually. He knew time was the key and wouldn't admit to his weakness. He was too proud for it.

"And then you came and killed them both, but I still can't believe they were so close to the camp. Either way I'm glad you were there, otherwise they'd take me... there... again. And at least you knew where you were going."

He said then pushed his brother down on his bunk.

"Hey, wha-"

Flippy was about to protest, but Fliqpy didn't give him the chance.

"You're injured, I don't want it getting worse, we need our corporal after all !"

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Fliqpy answered with a smile and took out the first aid kit, before turning to his brother who took his shirt off already.

He hissed when Fliqpy disinfected his wound. Even if he was a grown up, he alway hated that thing. His brother bandaged him and put the first aid kit where it should be, after checking if the bandages were right.
Flippy stood up.

"I have to tell the headquarter about what just happened."

He staggered but kept on and walked out.

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"Oh boy, I'm gonna be in trouble for sure now!"

Fliqpy sighed. He didn't particularly care, he knew the higher ups already hated him, it wasn't anything new, but now he'd probably have to do some chores for sneaking out of the camp like that at night. He layed down on his bunk, waiting for his brother to get back. He was worried about him still, you could tell he couldn't sleep, but he tried to think of a solution... Sleeping pills sometimes cause the lack of dreams, but a more effective way was to write them down. Could he convince his brother to keep a journal to help him? He could try but...
His thoughts were interrupted when he heard shots. He knew what happened earlier on wasn't a mere accident. He grabbed his rifle, handgun and his knife, before making a run for it to the headquarters, to find his brother.

Flippy just got in the headquarters when he heard shot sounds outside. He immediately linked it with the soldiers they met in the forest, only leaving one reason of those shot sounds in the middle of the night...

"WE'RE UNDER ATTACK !"

He screamed at the top of his lung in the headquarters, making everyone jump in surprise.

He saw the higher ups starting to talk between themselves and other soliders inside getting up.
He took his knife out, not having any other weapon right now. He had to look for one, with only a melee weapon he would be dead in five seconds. He stepped out of the tent to get back to his own, wanting to take his rifle before the enemies came too far into the camp, but he bumped into his brother who tried to get inside the HQ. He looked aware of the situation and had his weapons with him.

"We have to go defend to camp !"

Flippy said.

"Yeah."

Was all Fliqpy could reply.

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The two separated as Flippy went looking for his rifle, and Fliqpy waited for him afar, his weapon ready to shoot, searching for the enemies. It felt weird, he could hear the shots, but he couldn't see any enemies. Maybe they were planning on surrounding them, taking advantage of the darkness ? That had to be it! He didn't know what he could do, when he got an idea.

"I'm ready."

His brother said as he got out of the tent, but fliqpy then ran inside and started raging through his bags.

"Err... Fliqpy ?"

Flippy looked at him confused. They were supposed to run. But instead he looked through his bag too !

"What the hell are you doing ?"

Flippy added, but his brother stayed silent until he had all his stuff sorted. He had all their grenades together, about fifteen at his belt and another bunch in his pockets, as well as a few rounds of ammo for his rifle on his shoulders.

" Let's do this!" He said and ran out while adding.

"Tell everyone you have a plan, and take whoever you can to the bunkers and safe spots, but keep away from the edges of the camp at all cost ."
He yelled before disappearing in the darkness.

He needed his brother to trust him. He wasn't going to make any mistakes this time. He would do it exactly right and would kill all the enemies alone.