Have Fun, Carolina

by Illogical1612

After a mission gone wrong, Agent York finds himself fighting for his survival, and his favorite feisty red-haired freelancer.

1. Chapter 1

Agent York, Agent Carolina's chances of surviving a wound like that are below one percent, I suggest we-

"Clearly, Delta, you don't know her like I do."

Agent York, carrying Agent Carolina will reduce your chances of survival by-

"Delta, I'll be fine. I can't leave her here. She would do the same for me."

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There are enemy forces closing in on our position, Agent York.

"Well, I've still got bullets, right?"

My calculations indicate you will run out of ammunition after neutralizing approximately ten hostiles.

"And how many are there?"

Thirty or more.

"Shut up, Delta. No one asked you."

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Agent York. Your armor was damaged, you will likely die from the cold, or your wounds.

"I don't care. Carolina needs this stuff more than I do."

Very well, but your odds of survival are rapidly decreasing. You've been losing a lot of blood.

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Red Vs Blue:

Have Fun, Carolina

( You're Always Being Such A Bitch)