Deluxe slipped behind a concrete wall he was low on ammo and all alone, the squad which consisted of Blackbeard, Blitz, Twitch and Jackel had been EVAC'd due to heavy injuries, Blackbeard suffering two bullets to his thigh and arm, Blitz was knocked out from a C4 explosion and sustained shrapnel to his head. Jackel and Twitch were the only ones without injuries and they were the ones who carried the injured the helicopter, Deluxe had sustained shrapnel to his tri-cep and back of his thigh, a bullet to his hand and his combat armor had almost totally degraded, his mask busted but stil worked the Rhino-3 and ripjack was still functioning fully and was the thing that kept him alive
"Guardian 3-7 Hold out for as long as you can, backup is almost there! Just hold out for a few more seconds!" "Negative, I won't last." He responded coldly
"Gary, you can last! I know you can!""It's been a pleasure working with you sir."
"Gary! GARY! Swallow 6 get your ass into gear!"An RPG was fired at the wall Deluxe was behind, he activated his Rhino to eat the blast, it did but Deluxe was sent zooming through another wall and dropped 2 stories onto his stomach, his lifted his head very weakly seeing White Masks was making there approach, a last ditch effort was made as Deluxe pulled out his pistol taking out 5 enemies but his arm was shot straight after making it go limp, he looked on to see a bomber approach his feet, this was it, the end. Deluxe took off his mask with his only fuctioning hand, breathing the frosty air and waiting for that fatal shot, his life had been a good one. He got everything he had wished for.
The bomber kneeled beside Deluxe, looking at him the eyes held nothing no emotion, no purpose
"Any last words?" The bomber asked as he put a pistol to the head of Deluxe
"Together we stand, Divided we fall." Deluxe said strongly
"Good choice."
Deluxe heard the hammer draw back and he closed his eyes, a shot came but Deluxe was still alive, he opened one eye seeing the bomber crumble beside him, another shot rung out the gun was easily distinctive, a DMR, the HK 417, Twitch's weapon. Deluxe was all of sudden being dragged, weakly he grabbed his mask and put it back on and grabbed Twitch's pistol from its holster, he shot hit one White Mask, again he hit another, before he could fire another, he felt cold metal against his back, and he was dropped. Doc was over Deluxe's body tearing off the now completely destroyed armor he wore, he then looked up seeing Twitch she went opposite to Doc and held Deluxe's hand her eyes looking glassy
"You'll make it, I promise." She said
"Not today."