Soldiers are able to know how to survive. They usually hunt the enemy in those conditions. But what if they're the hunted in those conditions?
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We didn't stand a chance against these guys. They were better trained and better armed. All they gave us was a rifle, a sidearm, and basic combat gear.
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"COME ON! WE'RE EVACUATING THE BASE!"
Oh yeah. We got our asses kicked so hard that this was was a lost cause. To the left and to the right, enemies were moving in. I quickly spotted a radio and moved to it.
"I repeat, Hammerdown is in effect. Stay clear o——-"
I shot the radio. If I was going down, some of these fuckers would go with me. As I got on the chopper, the fucking thing started beeping. Missile lock.
"SHIT, THEY HAVE SAM LAUNCHERS!"
"Dammit, ma-"
The chopper crashed.
Emergency Broadcast—To all residents in Seoul and Task Force units remaining, stay alert for men in arctic camo uniforms, men in white masks, and men in green. They are traitors and highly dangerous due to their experiences in the military. If encountered, alert the nearest Task Force outpost and hide.
WANTED: COLE 'RENEGADE' JACKSON GENDER: MALE AGE: 20 HIGH TREASON, MURDER, DESERTION, TERRORISM EXTREMELY DANGEROUS LEADER OF THE LAST MAN BATTALION, THE WOLVES, AND THE FORSAKEN.
WANTED: LUCY 'HORNET' TCHENKO GENDER: FEMALE AGE: 21 HIGH TREASON, DESERTION DANGEROUS MEMBER OF THE LAST MAN BATTALION
WANTED: PETER 'ACE' DONAHUE GENDER: MALE AGE: 18 HIGH TREASON, MURDER, DESERTION HIGHLY DANGEROUS MEMBER OF THE LAST MAN BATTALION
WANTED: ADAM 'RUBY' WILTON GENDER: MALE AGE: 29 DESERTION DANGEROUS MEMBER OF THE WOLVES
WANTED: ALEX 'THUNDER' BAKER GENDER: MALE AGE: 21 HIGH TREASON, DESERTION DANGEROUS MEMBER OF THE LAST MAN BATTALION
Six sighed as she closed the files. She had called back Thatcher to train new recruits and he gave them a task: to search the LMB dorm and search for their motives for desertion. A recruit came running, panting and out of breath.
Recruit: Frau Six, my team believes that we have found a journal belonging to the traitor, Renegade. The man who found it says he is a big piece of scheiße, and I believe you would know, ja?
Six: Bring me this journal. If this contains a motive, perhaps we can get him a pardon. He was one of our best and would never do such a thing without good reason.
Journal entry 1: Hi Assassin, what's up? I'm sending this to you in hopes that you can figure out what's going on. After five weeks I'll send this to you, ok? Anyways, this is our first day here. I gotta say, in one week this did some pretty crazy shit. Anyways, I can't think of much else to write and we gotta take an apartment complex to set up a MOB, so I'm done for now.
Nothing too out of the ordinary. Communications with the LMB ceased on the 30th day. She flipped to the 29th entry.
Journal entry 29: They pulled out without telling us. We are fighting their battles for them and this is how they repay us. This world needs someone to save it from itself. Someone to save it from its greed. And right now, the only ones who can are the LMB. I'm sorry Assassin, but I'm afraid I have to go rogue. There's no other way.
Six was shocked. She flipped to an earlier entry and read what it had to say.
Journal entry 15: I'm starting to question these people. How can they say that they're effective when they order us to save everyone, infected or not? How is saving the people who are done for saving everyone else?
Journal entry 22: These people disagree with our morals. We formed a bond between a splinter group of abandoned White Masks, the Forsaken and we have executed any infected. Why can't they see that there is no cure, that these people are too late to save?
Journal entry 35: Well Assassin, I'm keeping my promise. I don't know how they don't know we're rogue, but it's best for that. If you read this, don't try to find me, you'll die. But if I need you, relax. I'll find you.
These people have gone rogue over a trivial matter. It doesn't matter, if they're found, they will be executed. The members of the LMB, the Wolves, and the Forsaken.
UNKNOWN TASK FORCE SOLDIER POV
That blast accomplished a lot of things. One, it took out a lot of our men, and two, it took out some of theirs. Most of us were dead or dying, and the ones who were found were executed. I saw a patrol of two headed my way. I found a buddy's sidearm and pulled out a jagged piece of metal.
LMB Member: Hey.
LMB Member: Yeah?
LMB Member: You ever wonder why we're here?
LMB Member: One of li-
I cut him short and fired my pistol at the other. Both dropped but another patrol heard it.
"Bravo 2-2, come in. We heard gunfire through another sector. You two OK?"
Thinking fast, I mimicked the first guy.
"Uh, yeah, I'm fine. Just encountered a survivor. Anything for you?"
"Nah, man. So far only three other patrols have found anything. You sound weird. You good?"
"Yeah, just a cold. Bravo 2-2 out."
"Roger that. Out."
How did they believe that? It didn't matter, I managed to scavenge his vest and rifle off of him. It looked like a FAMAS, a bullpup French assault rifle. But hey, it works. I grabbed a suppressor from his body and put it on.
"One steamy hot plate of death, coming right up."
LMB Member: Heh, remember that one joke from a while back?
LMB Member: No, I'm new, remember?
LMB Member: Oh shit, sorry. Ok so the joke goes like this: What do you call a communist sniper?
LMB Member: I dunno, what?
LMB Member: A Marx-man! Get it.
I stifled a chuckle. That was a good one, but unfortunately for them, their fun wouldn't last. Two suppressed bursts of fire took them down, but then I felt a tap on my shoulder.
