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Noise.
Everywhere. The shots ricocheted in his brain, only adding to the cacophony and sense of chaos he felt. Dust clouds darkened the air.
Cho shouldered his rifle, steeling himself as he prepared to move forward. His best friend and fellow soldier, John, stood faithfully at his side. Their eyes met, and Cho gave the taller man a small nod. John nodded in return, his blue eyes dead serious, and then they both began to move, muscles tensed and ready, hearts pounding relentlessly in their chests.
Cho hadn't known it would be the last time he'd see his best friend.