Going Rambo

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I was then lifted up from the ground by the three guards. They carried me back to my room. When we entered the room, they throw me in the chair to the ground. The chair broke and caused me great pain. Two of the guards left but on stayed, he had pulled out a baton from his belt. I realized I had become untied from the throw. He rushed me with the baton raised high. When he swung it down I leaped out of the way. I picked up a leg from the chair and took stance. "Oh you wanna fight? Be prepared to get your ass handed to you!", he growled at me while smiling. He rushed me again, missing me entirely. I smashed the leg over his head, causing him to fall over. I grabbed a pistol from his hip hoister and pointed it at him. He raised his arms, "how in the hell did you do that?". I turned the gun off safety, "My strength comes from anger and I'm pretty damn anger right now. Now, tell me where is the armory before I blow your fucking kneecaps off!". He sneered, "You won't do that you pussy". I placed the tip of the gun on his knee and pulled the trigger, causing him to scream in pain. "You want your other knee cap or should I blow that one?", I growled. He shook his head," J-jesus man, the armory is in the west wing of the site. But you need a key card for it, which I'm not giving you". I laughed a sinister laugh, "I don't need you to give it to me, you fucking idiot". I pointed the gun at his head and pulled the trigger. I then bent down and searched him, taking anything I could. I finally found the key card and slid it in my pants. Before leaving, I spat a good amount of blood on the now dead guard. I then walked out of the room, time to finish this bullshit

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