The War
The Entrance
A man wearing
a black Ninja suit crouched on top of a fire escape over looking the
American
embassy in London. As Lieutenant Colonel Vincent Sword stared down his
scope a man appeared
on the embassies roof carrying what looked like a knife, which
he held to a
woman's throat
down his
radio.
the cross
hairs at the mans head, moved his finger over the trigger and pulled.
CRACK the
bullet whipped through the air, Vincent watched, 5 centimetres
4, 3, 2, 1.
everything went black, he felt as if his guts were being pulled out and then,
nothing. He
opened his eyes to see a huge sun glaring down at him. his head ached and sweat
poured from his brow. He heaved himself up, looking around, he
saw desert.
Ripping off the balaclava he attached it to his belt.
anybody,
anyone hear me." no answer, "Damn it!" he yelled. He started walking
north, or at
least the way his compass was pointing. He walked for days before finally
collapsing
on...on concrete, why was there concrete out here. He looked up, there, he
saw a
building, he had found shelter at last! The building may be destroyed but,
there's still
some shelter. He looked up, raised his hands and cried out
search
revealed there was nothing else inside and the building had once been a missile
base. He laid
himself down and, resting his head by the wall, fell instantly asleep. He
spent days
like this. searching around even more he found rations and water. He
checked his
equipment regularly and sent flares up every other day. He had nothing to
do but wait.
I will take this time to describe his equipment. Along with his sniper rifle
he had a
desert eagle, but only because he chose to and he also carried an H&K mp5k.
Now on with
the story.