"Fuck this"
The sprawled body of Bobby's friend of over ten years lay on the ground. Blood gushed from the giant red artery coming out of the stump that Johnny's head used to sit up on. Small chunks of brain matter from the broken cranium stuck to the recon armor worn by the newly-upgraded initiate.
Using the nearly broken AE37 Laser Pistol, the initiate threw away all of the training on stealth taught to him and rushed past the crumpled body of the former Paladin and through the rusted gates of the Talon Company base of operations known as Fort Constantine.
Unfortunately, the missile launcher-totting thug on the collapsed platform of a building just happened to spot him.
A large, gray cylinder propelled itself towards Bobby's position, exploding merely feet away from him. A rock was thrown through the air and landed with a thud on his elbow.
Blood started to seep through the wound, staining the new armor.
As Bobby grunted through the pain, more mercs crowded the area. One cell was loaded and the laser pistol was aimed at the most lethal threat: the mercenary with the missile launcher. All the while, the click of Chinese assault rifles being loaded was continuous.
How'd it come to this? Bobby pulled the trigger. He watched in horror as the blunt end of the rifle was decimated by a 5.56mm round. Now with no fire power or proper protection, the only other choice was escape. Climbing onto his wobbling and numb feet, Bobby ran past the gate towards Jury Street.
However, his sprint was ended when 27 rounds were emptied into his chest and gut. He fell to his knees as he gasped for breath in his deflating lungs. He dropped to his knees, knowing that his life would be taken today.
Water surged over Bobby's face. He screamed as he leapt out of the bed, falling onto the hard floor. Looking up in his sleepy gaze, he saw the Paladin who's been giving him hell for the past three weeks.
Paladin Gunny had a sly look on his face with a bucket under one arm. "C'mon, initiate. You're three hours late…"
Out of the corner of his eye, Bobby could see the sun out of the corner of his eyes, already past its position of noon. "Fuck this," he ushered under his breath as he got to his breath.
But Gunny's ears seemed to catch his remark. "Hey! Give me twenty, rookie!"
Reluctantly, Bobby retained his spot on the ground and went into push up position. As he pushed his body up and down from the ground, he thought to himself, this is gonna be a great day, isn't it?