My name is Kasey Lynn I am an army medic on the run from taliban soldiers .
2 weeks earlier
"Lynn , general talc needs to see you in his cabin " brains tells me . In the army we all have little nicknames for each other . His real name is Dylan smith . I grab my rifle swing it over my shoulder and head towards his cabin . I'm based at camp bastion .
" private lynn we heard from the special forces in Kabul, badraea is on the hunt with taliban men . There looking for you ".
"What !! ,what do I do ?".
"We suggest in your final mission to capture the outpost you fake you death "."how , I can't just leave everything behind ". What about Charles.
"Ok I'll do it ".
5hours later and one long briefing later
We're ready
We all sit in the truck waiting for us get the clear ."get ready to move ,...move ".
I burst out of the truck first with James (Charles) behind me . Shit shit shit , all Iam thinking .its so close . We staged it so that I will be shot with a colt sniper 200 yards away . But really i will have a bulletproof vest on and a fake bullet hole underneath. Also I will inject myself with something that makes it seem like I am dead .
Me and James head to the roof where it will happen all that is there is a rucksack."there nothing here exc .........".bang , my vision fades . I hit the ground hard . All I remember was James crying and him doing cpr .
Sorry it's so short I thought this was the best place to end off
