"Hurry Kinsley"!
She accelerated the speed on the 4-wheeler. Her heart was racing along with her. All of her comrades, gone just like that after heavy fire. All who remained was her commanding officer.
"Watch out"! Her officer yelled. In a helicopter a Russian with an RPG shot at her. It hit the ground close to her, that sent the 4-wheeler and her flying into the air towards the trees.
"Kinsley"! Her officer tried to stop himself to help, but at the speed he was going it was no use braking. "I'm sorry Kinsley", he whispered as he continued to escape from the Russians.
Kinsley lay on the ground, knocked out cold. Her broken 4-wheeler was nearby. The chase quickly disappeared into the thick brush, and soon there was just a cold silence. She had one deep cut on her leg as it was bleeding out. Not to mention the minor injuries, like some cuts and some bruises here and there.
Some footsteps began to dawn upon the scene. "################"(Do see that there)? A Russian soldier pointed towards the unconscious girl.
They rushed over and began speaking in some more Russian tongue as they were deciding what to do with her.
They soon dragged her off back to where they came from.
Hey guys welcome to my story! This is just a short prologue for now. You can expect a much longer chapter next time. I'm getting started on the next chapter as soon as I upload this.
Please R&R! I really want to know what you think of it so far! Oh and pls don't flame me and tell me its rushed, which just brings my spirits down Its just a prologue remember!
- Gina * 3 *