Escape from tarkov BEAR reader x Rainbow six siege

2. Overseer.

After coming out of the bushes, I was located near a sawmill.

Supossingly the sawmill is being "owned" by a very dangerous person the scavs call "Shturman".

I once managed to capture a scav that gave me a bit of juicy intel about "Shturman".

He is specialized in long range, but he isn't the person to be joked around with in CQB either.

The prisoner also told me he has two friends that would die for him.
Which makes the thing more...interesting.

He didn't tell me how armored and what they are specialized in, so I had to take a look for myself.

And here I am, observing the territory of the scav boss.

"A few lightly armed scavs, nothing special."

At that point I had doubt the existance of "Shturman" since I was looking over the sawmill for quite a while now.

*BOOM BOOM BOOM*

The sound of sharp bullets whizzling past me put me back into my senses.

I immediatly take cover behind a big rock.

----???? POV----

I turn around to face the group of my teammates

I nod as they nod back and spread out in different directions

I hold down the button on my radio

"Hello hello, coms test coms test is everything loud and clear, over?"

I release the button as I get the responses of 4 of my teammates

"Affirmative."

"Yessir."

"Loud and clear."

"Positive."

"Good, move out and investigate the gunshots, it may be the guy we're looking for."

"Which one, the pmc or the criminal?

"Perhaps both, who knows they maybe having fun with eachother."
I respond to my buddy.

*PSCHT*

A surpressed rifle shot echoes throughout the sawmill

"Who shot?"

"No one, its most likely our new friends here."

"OK, I'll try to restrain him. He might be a baddie after all."
I replied

"Rog, don't get killed."
Says my mate with a slight chuckle

I smirk before answering
"Of course not."

I slowly proceed to sneak towards the direction of where the silenced gunshot came from.

----Y/N POV----

I've been hit in my right arm pretty badly, I am having a hard time keeping my arm up and it seems like Shturman is not letting his guard down.

I back off a little further, as soon as I turn my back I get shot in my back, the bullet got stuck inside my stomach.

I can feel absolutely nothing, I lost control over my body, I fell onto the soft ground.

Why wasn't I more careful...?

Is this how I'll die...?

I turn around and lay on my back, hearing nothing, but the wind blowing past me.

I feel light headed, I am tired, a bit of sleep won't be much of a problem wouldn't it?

I close my eyes as I lose my senses and drift away from reality.

No, you must not die. You can save countless of lives! Do it for us, your family, friends and your teammates.
Wake up. WAKE UP!

I opened my eyes, I feel a very sharp pain in my stomach but also in my right arm.

I crawl into the forest where I am invisible to Shturman.

I crawl next to a tree, which I use as aid for getting my meds out.

I take out a Survival kit and a Grizzly.

I open the Survival kit to be greeted by 3 key ingredients for healing my arm and stomach.

Tissue forceps, a scissor and a stapler.

First I lay on the ground, unzip my jacket and pull up my T-shirt, clean the wound with some alcohol I brought with just in case.
Then I open the wound a bit further with the scissors, take out the bullet with the help of the tissue forceps and close the wound with a stapler.
I take the Grizzly First-Aid, take out a bandage and close the bullet entrance hole since I can't see anything with my survival kit.

I chug a painkiller wondering why I haven't done that while operating myself.

I stand up still feeling a bit of pain, but it's managable now thanks to the pills.

I take my SV-98 that's been hanging on my sling.

I check the magazine, almost empty.

I change my mags as I quickly load new bullets into the used mag.

I change my position since my cover is pretty much known to the whole sawmill.

I hear movement behind the bush to the right of me.

I take out my mp-133 for close range.

A figure comes out with its weapon pointed towards me.

It was a woman with a red pony tail, black shades and a cap that said "FBI".

"Drop your weapon!" I shouted at the female operator.

"You first, and I am after." She replied

"Oh you're just going to shoot me, what about we drop them at the same time?" I recommended.

"OK but you better not shoot me, I'll count down from 3 to 1 and we are gonna drop the weapons, yeah?" She confirmed.

I nod.

"Good, 1, 2, 3."

We both drop our weapons

"What do you want here?" I asked obviously curious on why she was here.

"I am here because I have to kill a certain someone." She answered quite frightining.

"The guy whielding the big gun?"
I raised a eyebrow.

"Yes, wanna join the hunt?"

She invited me into her squad?
That's quite interesting.

"As long as that cunt gets dropped, hell yeah."

I accepted the offer.

"Welcome to Rainbow."

We shook hands.

(((Thats pretty much the end of this part, I know that this episode didn't have as much action but I'll try to add a bit more pew pew and boom boom in the next part. Also the next part will be the last of this chapter. Then we move on onto the next one. Anyways I hope you enjoyed and have a marvelous day. Peace out.)))