My heart is pounding as I crawl though the brush. Loki's eyes search the open plain in front of us. About 500 yards across there's an enemy base heavily guarded.
"I spot two guards with mini guns by the gate, two patrolling and three camped out on the edge of the base."Megan says
"Going out into that field would be suicide," I say to six pack next to me.
"Alright here's the plan, me, beans,lucky, Loki and Lucas are going to crawl through the field. Beans and lucky, take out the patrollers me and Lucas will hit the men camped out, Megan take out the mini guns on my mark.
She loads her gun nodding, then disappears into the brush.
I look at Joe to my right and signal him to move into the field. The place is eerily quit no sound, not even from the enemy encampment. As six pack and I get closer, I can practically smell the stench of death coming at me. Six pack puts his hand in front of me to bring me to a halt. He holds his hand up and holds up three fingers, two,one, then shapes his hand into a gun.
I leap out of the grass just as two silenced sniper bullets find their mark in the heads of the mini gunners. I see everything in slow motion. The three men at the door see the gunners drop to he floor and run out to reach them. They didn't stand a chance.
The bullets slice through the first guy and right into the second man behind him. Loki launches himself onto the third one. The fight took about 3 seconds but it felt like years had passed.
"Woah, what happened here?" Asks Lucky coming up behind me.
I stare at him blankly.
"Yeah, you're right I don't want to know."
I turn around to see Megan running.
"Nice shot" I say as she walks up.
"Okay people lets go." Six pack says.
We step through the gate and see about twenty tents, but no people around.
"Megan, set up, don't let anyone live outside, just like the island" I say.
She nods and sets up.
Man, once you become a sniper you must go mute, I think to myself.
"Alright, we"ll split into groups, Lucky and Lucas, me and beans, got it?" Six pack says.
Loki looks up at me and we walk slowly towards the nearest tent.
Empty.
On to tent number two.
Empty.
"Something's up lucky." I say
"Oh you caught that didn't you?"
"What?"
The butt of lucky's rifle come crashing down on the back of my head, and I crumple to the ground.
"You, people are so gullible." lucky says, now in a heavy middle eastern accent. "it took me nothing to murder the one you call lucky and take his place. Sad thing too, he was an honest man, such a shame that he fights on the wrong side of this never ending war."
My vision blurs as I try to move. A furry black shape catches my eye. Loki!
Loki charges forward and leaps onto the imposter. but the man flings Loki off of him and onto the ground and flies to his feet. He points his rifle at my dog, his gaze full of rage.
"No!" I yell
He turns toward me and I gasp. its a true miracle to walk away from an attack from Loki but you can never come out unscathed. the man's left eye socket was full of blood, the eyeball missing. Without thinking I leap towards him and drive him to the ground. He shrugs me off like I was an annoying fly buzzing around. he kicks me onto the ground and swings a punch in my direction.
I roll away and reach for my pistol. it isn't there, of course just my luck. The man leaps toward me and I dodge dive away. I flip over to see the man, with his sights on me.
I freeze. This is it. This is how it ends. Or not. Loki dives onto the terrorist and the gun skitters away. The man struggles to get Loki off but he refuses let go of his shoulder. finally he throws Loki off him and faces me. He's greeted with a face full of fist.
I see Loki lying on the ground unconscious I need to get him out of here. The man throws me to the ground then rushed through the side of the tent. I run after him and see my pistol lying there. I grab it and look up to see him running towards a Humvee. I empty my clip but miss every round. He drives off into the desert.
Crap.
