Colors (Crankiplier)

Chapter 11 :

"Team Blue! Move back!" Felix yelled as he noticed me running in with my grenades.

I had lost sight of Mark in the brawl and, even though I trusted him, I still had that nagging feeling at the back of my head.

What if he had betrayed me?

Or worse, died?

I threw two gas grenades and moved in immediately. As the Chief I had had to take a gun with me. And even though I still hated them, they did come in very handy.

I killed four soldiers before they could do anything. They had gas masks on and I couldn't help but wonder who had survived one of our raids. Or maybe we had a snitch on the inside.

But that seemed unlikely.

I knew everyone. Personally.

I knew their motives, their drive, what they lost.

I shook my head.

Whatever. This gas wasn't to make them sleep anyway, it simply was to make them unable to see further than 5 meters in front of them. But I could see thanks to the gas mask I was wearing. I had made it.

I looked around myself and shot without a care. After all, this was only a raid for ammunition and guns, not to capture someone.

I walked out of the gas and assessed the situation. Nothing on my right. On my left, a few soldiers were left fighting. But the real problem was in front of me. It looked like hell on Earth.

I decided to help the few soldiers on my left before going to the front of the battle. I turned to my left and ran forward, before hiding behind a building. I peaked and counted. Four enemies and three soldiers. Four if I counted myself.

I aimed and took out the first one. Despite not liking guns, my aim had always been good. Great even.

I aimed at the second one and also took him out. My soldiers killed the third and fourth one and I ran to them.

"Everything good with you?" They all nodded, thanking me. "No need for that soldiers. Let's keep going, ok?" "Yes, Chief!" I smiled and moved forward with them.

The front truly was hell on Earth. I kept firing grenades left and right while also shooting.

It seemed never ending.

This base was supposed to be a small, dammit!

One of my soldier ran past me and I couldn't help but notice his red hair and think of Mark.

Had he really lied to me?

Had he betrayed me?

And to say that I was willing to have sex with him.

Speak of the devil, I noticed Mark while throwing one of my grenades. He was about 20 meters away from me.

He was killing enemies which was a relief.

Mark suddenly noticed me and I saw his facial expression change.

He was yelling, but I couldn't hear him over the sound of guns firing.

He aimed his gun at me and I jumped away. But it was too late.

I had been shot in the shoulder.

I looked at Mark and he was firing like crazy at something behind me.

Yes.

Kill that fucker.

I knew the bullet that got me in the shoulder came from behind me. Plus, I hadn't seen Mark fire.

Mark ran to me but I didn't want him to.

"Don't worry about me. Kill them." But he couldn't hear me.

I hadn't realized that I had fallen down, but once Mark started holding me up, I realized it very much considering the pain in my shoulder.

I felt myself blacking out, the only thing that I could focus on was Mark's face, covered in tears and still yelling, even though I couldn't hear him.

In fact, I couldn't hear anything.