(In case you didn't know, I'm sort of expecting the reader to know a little bit about the map. But if you don't, I left enough to leave it up to your imagination. :D)
Hunted
As the president came down the elevator from the 2nd floor, I quickly told him the bad news, that he was a target of terrorists, sent to assassinate him. I informed him of the plan we had, and how many of us were sent to protect him.
"Shit, 4 of us against how many of them?" the president said with anxiety.
I assured him that I was a professional field medic, and that the other 2 people, one infantry soldier, and one heavy weapons man, who were both quite skilled in what they did. For some reason, he didn't seem too excited to hear that.
The president and I walked down a dimly lit corridor, right to where a military truck was. I showed him the gradual, paved, incline that led up into the open, where the snipers were hiding. The 4 of us walked up, the Heavy Weapons man right next to the president, the soldier covering behind us, and myself, covering the front.
As I walked out into the open, running, a shot zinged past my ear. My heart jumped for a second, but then I was relieved to be standing alive. We escorted the president up a second, parallel ramp, into the first building, only to come face to face with a sniper. I primed and threw a concussion grenade, stunning the sniper, as the heavy weapons man fired up his gun, tearing the sniper's flesh to pieces.
We escorted the president out the exit of the first building, across a walkway, into the ruins of another building. While we were crossing the walkway, a sniper's bullet hit the heavy weapons guy in the leg.
"Shit!" I heard.
As we all walked through the ruins, I noticed the heavy weapons man was limping. We paused for a second so I could fix him up. I took out my medi-kit, and healed his leg as best as I could. I looked towards the rubble, and the bright sky, partially in awe, partially in fear. We heard a noise from one of the vertical catwalks above. The soldier aimed his rocket launcher, told us to back away, and fired it up at the catwalk. The blast took down a heap of the ruins, along with the catwalk and a sniper's body.
It was then that I realized the cascade doors, holding the 'getaway' truck, weren't open. We went up a slight ramp leading to the helicopter field. Then, I told the soldier and the heavy weapons man to cover me because I was going to make a run for the doors.
I zigzagged out the opening, and turned left, behind a red container, with the soldier, president, and heavy weapons man following me. I dashed up a ladder, and over the container. I then ran across the field and up the ladder to the door switch. I pressed the switch, and slid down the ladder as the giant doors opened.
The president ran out, flanked on both sides by the heavy weapons man and the soldier. As I looked back towards the three of them, I saw a sniper, come out slowly from behind a support beam, aiming at the back of the president's head.
Immediately I screamed, "Crouch down!"
The president ducked, and I jumped over his head, right into the sniper's bullet, which lodged itself into my stomach. With all the strength I could muster, I fell prone on the ground, aimed the shotgun at my assailant's head, and pulled the trigger. With my last dying breath, I saw the president get into the truck, and heard the cheers from my 2 fellow soldiers.
(Please R and R, as it is my first story.)
Disclaimer: I don't own Halflife, TFC, Valve, or any other respective affiliate. I'm just a fan.
Hunted
As the president came down the elevator from the 2nd floor, I quickly told him the bad news, that he was a target of terrorists, sent to assassinate him. I informed him of the plan we had, and how many of us were sent to protect him.
"Shit, 4 of us against how many of them?" the president said with anxiety.
I assured him that I was a professional field medic, and that the other 2 people, one infantry soldier, and one heavy weapons man, who were both quite skilled in what they did. For some reason, he didn't seem too excited to hear that.
The president and I walked down a dimly lit corridor, right to where a military truck was. I showed him the gradual, paved, incline that led up into the open, where the snipers were hiding. The 4 of us walked up, the Heavy Weapons man right next to the president, the soldier covering behind us, and myself, covering the front.
As I walked out into the open, running, a shot zinged past my ear. My heart jumped for a second, but then I was relieved to be standing alive. We escorted the president up a second, parallel ramp, into the first building, only to come face to face with a sniper. I primed and threw a concussion grenade, stunning the sniper, as the heavy weapons man fired up his gun, tearing the sniper's flesh to pieces.
We escorted the president out the exit of the first building, across a walkway, into the ruins of another building. While we were crossing the walkway, a sniper's bullet hit the heavy weapons guy in the leg.
"Shit!" I heard.
As we all walked through the ruins, I noticed the heavy weapons man was limping. We paused for a second so I could fix him up. I took out my medi-kit, and healed his leg as best as I could. I looked towards the rubble, and the bright sky, partially in awe, partially in fear. We heard a noise from one of the vertical catwalks above. The soldier aimed his rocket launcher, told us to back away, and fired it up at the catwalk. The blast took down a heap of the ruins, along with the catwalk and a sniper's body.
It was then that I realized the cascade doors, holding the 'getaway' truck, weren't open. We went up a slight ramp leading to the helicopter field. Then, I told the soldier and the heavy weapons man to cover me because I was going to make a run for the doors.
I zigzagged out the opening, and turned left, behind a red container, with the soldier, president, and heavy weapons man following me. I dashed up a ladder, and over the container. I then ran across the field and up the ladder to the door switch. I pressed the switch, and slid down the ladder as the giant doors opened.
The president ran out, flanked on both sides by the heavy weapons man and the soldier. As I looked back towards the three of them, I saw a sniper, come out slowly from behind a support beam, aiming at the back of the president's head.
Immediately I screamed, "Crouch down!"
The president ducked, and I jumped over his head, right into the sniper's bullet, which lodged itself into my stomach. With all the strength I could muster, I fell prone on the ground, aimed the shotgun at my assailant's head, and pulled the trigger. With my last dying breath, I saw the president get into the truck, and heard the cheers from my 2 fellow soldiers.
(Please R and R, as it is my first story.)
Disclaimer: I don't own Halflife, TFC, Valve, or any other respective affiliate. I'm just a fan.
