Finally Free – RW
AN: As I am going through and changing some stories up, I thought this would be a good one to revamp. Enjoy.
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Chapter 1: No one gets left behind
"Whoa...Murdock!!... Hannibal isn't here…we can't leave!"
Murdock looked over at his friend. "He told me if he isn't here to leave without him, direct order….gotta go Face man."
As Murdock started to lift the chopper, Face jumped off and rolled onto the ground below.
"Face!" Murdock shouted, as if Face could hear him over the sound of the chopper, but it was useless his friend was out of sight in a matter of seconds.
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Colonel Smith was pinned down behind a couch being ripped to shreds by the gun fire. There was no way out. This was it. His men were gone; they had to listen to the order. He had run his race. It was over.
As the guns blared he could almost hear the bullets getting closer and closer to him. He turned and fired a one round. He leaned back against the couch and stared at his gun…it was his last bullet.
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"What do we do BA….we can't leave em both?" Murdock hollered over the blades of the chopper.
"Give em 5 minutes."
"BA. I don't know if we got 5 minutes." He pointed at the incoming fire.
Murdock pulled up and the chopper was out of firing range.
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A bullet grazed Face's forehead and he fought his body's urge to fall to the ground.
"Where are you Hannibal?" Face thought, as he fired a few rounds to distract the gunmen.
He peered around and decided to follow the sound of the gun fire. He reached a corner and could hear bullets ricocheting off the furniture. It had to mean the Colonel was still alive. He had to be behind the couch. But why wasn't he firing back? Was he hit?
"Get closer, he's out of ammo, take him out…"
Four men started pacing towards the couch. And just as they were approached the last foot..
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Murdock was going over the situation again and again in his head. Half of his family was down there…and if he went back for them, it could mean everyone losing their life. What would the Colonel do? He thought.
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