《Re:HUNTER *DROPPED*》Prologue Part 01
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Prologue Part 1
Year 20XX
Somewhere in Afghanistan
1:39 am
You can still see the city lights even from the distance of a thousand miles, dyeing the sky in a burning red, similar to the description of hell. The Insurgents continue the final struggle with the US Marines as their troops wither away from the assassinations of their leaders.
The air is filled with the stench of their fallen brothers and enemy’s, blood of both party are spilled, the same color of crimson red, same figure of a human in the body of corpses.
As the morning rises, ruins are left from its city as well as the few remaining forces they had left from that air raid. The soldiers of the US Marine Forces are now eliminating the remaining resistance and if everything goes according to plan, in the next two months the place would be free from any resistance.
In a certain area, seven Marines are on top of the highest vantage point of a building eliminating any hostile units that come in their view. Amongst these seven Marines, four are the snipers and one of those snipers is renowned to be their Genius Sniper.
*BANG*
*BANG*
*BANG*
“Ooh, that’s amazing speed.. What did you kill this time?”
“A suicide bomber driving towards our boys.”
*BOOM*
“Oi oi… That’s a… Show me that video that you recorded.”
Taking a peak at the recording, the target was a few more clicks away from the previous shot distance. Plus ordinary snipers wouldn’t even be able to see at that distance more or less then shooting from that distance.
“Jesus…. We have seen a Legend. Sgt. Wendell just created a legend. He killed a bomber driving at 60mph at the distance of 5 km.”
“Don’t make it so exaggerated, it’s just a lucky shot. Nothing more.”
“Heh, just a lucky shot… You just created a miracle and you say that it was just a fucking lucky shot!!”
Sargent Chris Wendell, was a soldier that had amazing eye sight. His sight was said to be half of the eye sight of Superman’s. Not just his eye’s were amazing even his achievements were said to be great as well, getting numerous awards and achievements.
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He completed the course for the Ranger, SEAL, and Green Beret, he is also part of the Special Forces. Outside of his Military duty, and he had previously participated in the Olympic games for Marksmanship.
“Yeah, more like I had a feeling that it wouldn’t miss… Something like that….”
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Ask away…”
“Did any one ever tell you, that you are a Good person?”
“Huh? Where did that came from?”
“Just shut up and answer already!!”
“Alright alright, jeez… Yeah, a couple of times. So tell me why you asked me that question?”
“*SIGH* Just forget about it–”
“Captain! Come look at this…”
The Captain was interrupted and was asked to look at the direction where he pointed, as well as Srgt. Wendell looked through his scope. What they saw in the distance was, soldiers and vehicles retreating in all directions away from the center.
“What do you make of this?”
“I don’t know, usually they would retreat back in a distance if a bomb was detected… But not this far from the building.”
What he heard next was not something to be pleased about. In fact, it almost took all the color from his body as he turned white.
[All Units be advised, we received a report of a Miniature Nuclear Bomb activated and will detonated in approximately 14 minutes and 9 seconds. Retreat away from the distance of a thousand miles from the center, HELI EVACS are advised. I repeat, we–]
“This is just, F*CK! Sanders, deploy a smoke signal! We’re retreating!!”
The same time he ordered this the city erupted in many sirens and all the resistance that were hiding suddenly came out to eliminate or block the retreating allied US Marines.
“F*ck, how long till our ride gets here?”
“Five minutes.”
“Alright, everyone! Weapons are hot, take down as many as you can till our ride gets here. We need to get our boys off those hot zones.”
Everyone on the roof immediately fired at the enemy as their allies retreated Shells were raining down from their guns and empty magazines were being thrown away as they waited for a long minute. Some of the enemies found themselves running to the building where they are positioned, charging up from the stairs.
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Upon the arrival of their ride, some of their allies had already escaped and the resistance had just come up the stairs and began firing at them. The heli was equipped with a M134 Minigun, so they were immediately dealt with and proceed with the evacuation.
The booges on the ground began firing at them but it was futile due to the thickness of the plating on the heli and they were able to somehow evacuate away from the area.
Gaining distance, they looked at each other before they burst into laughter, after all they somehow were able to escape the blast and it would end this tug of war.
“Hey Cap… after this fight, what are your plans? Would you be continuing your career as a Marine?”
“Hmm… Haven’t thought about it.. You Chris, what’s your plan after this?”
“Well, after this I plan to work as an instructor for the new ‘sweepers’… If it doesn’t work well, then I’ll just return back to Japan and live in the woods hunting game.”
“Ooh… So in the end you will be returning home? Well I think, we should keep ourselves in touch then.”
“Yeah, i think so too. So what are your plans Jimmy?”
“Well I’ll be proposing to my girlfriend and live in New Jersey, I would take up a hobby to kill some time… Maybe play those pinball machines or one of those Survival games.”
“Then let us all keep in touch, after five years let’s have a reunion of our squad. Of course, drinks on me!”
They all had a cheerful chat, even the pilots and its crew couldn’t resist joining in. But on their cheerful chat, a stinger rocket was fired towards the heli, the pilot noticed it coming towards them. But it was already too late, it hit the engine and the stabilizer was damaged causing the heli to turn around and around before crashing.
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….
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*02 minutes and 17 seconds left before detonation*
“Argh… Sh*t, my head hurts!”
The first to recover was Chris, noticing the pain in his lower back and found that his left leg was twisted so badly while his other leg was pierced through by a piece of scrap metal. Two rib bones were broken and his right arm was broken.
He scanned the area to find Jimmy and his teammates were already dead, some of those who were fortunate could only groan or scream in pain. He tried to crawl out of the heli with only his sprained left hand. Arriving at the end of the heli, he fell down to the ground to find his best friend, Captain Dmitri Solomon, pierced through his left lung by a metal rod.
“Oi, don’t die on me now. I still haven’t paid that hundred grand you lent me…” He shouted as he suppressed his friends bleeding chest.
“Ahaha… *COUGH*… It’s no use, we’re *COUGH* already too close to deaths doors…”
“What are you talking about, we could still make it out alive..”
“You know *COUGH* *COUGH*… my son will be five this year… I still *COUGH* haven’t thought about his *COUGH* present..”
“We’ll think about it once we make it back…”
“Hey, Chris where are you? *COUGH* I can’t see you…”
I grabbed a hold of his right hand tightly, ignoring the pain on both of my arms and said to him: “I’m here, stay with me.. Dmitri, come on Dmitri… Answer me, damn it!!”
Even how loud or strong he shook his body, the light in his eyes have already faded. What’s left of his friends are cold corpses, soon he too would follow.
Suddenly from a distance, a second sun had appeared. Using his hand to block out the blinding light, but he could still see it brightly while his bones were projecting through his skin.
Then, everything went white-
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