"Sam found anything useful in that computer?" An PMC named Anthony quietly asked while pulling security. "Just a CPU, might have some worth on the market." Replied Sam placing the CPU in his backpack before picking up his M4. Sam then pressed the talk button on his walkie talkie. "Alex come in. How's your sector?" A few seconds of radio silent. "Nothing, just an empty hallway." Alex said with a yawn. "We'll regroup at your location and go from there." Sam said then signaling to Anthony it's time to move.

Sam was carrying an bore bone M4 with the exception of an foregrip, Anthony was using an AK-74M with an side mounted OKP-7 reflex sight. Alex on the other had an M1A with an suppressor with an ACOG mounted. "Anything cool?" Questioned Alex when Sam and Anthony showed up. "Nope, you think a big ass Mall it would be packed." Anthony said readjusting his backpack.

"True but let's keep looki- you guys heard that?" A noise echoed down the hallway interrupting their conversation. Everyone took little cover they could found and aim down the hallway where it makes a left turn. The noise then turns into footsteps and whispers, a flashlight beam is seen and gets brighter as whoever itches closer. "Show time." Sam whispers to himself before the flashlight pops around the corner.

"BEARS!" Anthony shouts before the first rounds are fired between them and the enemies. The BEAR who walked around the corner start shooting while falling back. "Fuck!" The BEAR PMC yelled out, telling his comrades about the USECs around the corner. He then peaks to pop off some shots.

"BREAK CONTACT BREAK CONTACT!" Sam shouted suppressing the enemies so his mates can fall back. Anthony and Alex turned around running few feet past him before providing covering fire, but while falling back. A bullet rips into his shoulder causing him to collapse. "SAM'S HIT, COVER ME!" Anthony yells to Alex as he makes his way to Sam dragging him despites bullets whistling past him to cover and begins treating his wound.

"GRENADE!" Alex yelled ducking down as well as Anthony right before the explosive sent shrapnel everywhere striking the light turning the hallway almost pitch black, but with flash from the gun fire shortly recommencing.

While patching up his wound, Alex kept firing at the BEARs until he heard shots from a third party with the sound of bodies hitting the floor. He creased fire awaiting to see what or who killed them. He heard footsteps slowly get closer but stopped at the corner. "USEC?" Shouted the unknown person, a smile forming on Alex's face as he recognized the voice. "Angel!?"

"Alex?! Alejandro it's the boys." The voice said before peaking around the corner to see that it's really them, similes on both their faces but noticed Anthony patching up Sam. "Oh fuck did these guys hit him?" Alejandro said pointing at the dead BEARs before reaching into his backpack to pull out a shot of morphine and injecting it into Sam to help ease the pain. "Yea they did but where were you guys and why didn't yall radio in?" Alex questioned Angel and Alejandro.

"We been trying to contact you guys but heard nothing, so we looked around and heard gun fire echo throughout the Mall." Angel commented while Anthony lifting Sam onto his feet. "W-which means anyone else in this Mall probably knows were here so let's loot them and leave." Sam suggested getting an nod from everyone.

As the group started looting their kills, an CCTV camera zoomed onto them. Behind the camera was a single person, grinning to himself seeing the sight of new prey. He turned off the screen before picking up his machine gun and donning his helmet, flipping down the visor.

The group of PMCs decided to stay put inside one of the many shops inside the Mall to refill mags, eat, hydrate and organize themselves before resuming movement. "Anyone got any extra 5.56?" Sam asked getting some mags from Angel as he was also using a M4. "Maybe if you shot in semi auto instead of full auto, you wouldn't be low on ammo." Anthony jokily said getting a poker face back. Few minutes pasted before everyone got themselves together and ready to move, not far from them they found a map of the Mall, not surprisingly it's in Russian.

"I did study little bit of Russian before coming to Tarkov and it says weapons here." Alex said pointing at the map, all agreeing they should go check it out. Few minutes later they arrived only to find the vault like door was locked. One of them tried to bash in the window with the butt of their weapon but to no avail, not even a crack. "Now what?" Alejandro said getting no response, for what felt like forever of just waiting for someone to say something. "Let's just get out of here before it gets dark. We gathered up enough supplies." Implied Sam, once again everyone nodded in agreement.

But as they were about to move, an grenade landed not too far from them. Alex, Sam, Angel and Alejandro jump onto the floor but Anthony wasn't quick enough and felt the full force. "Anthony!" Alejandro said moving to him only to get hit with a burst of rounds, now on the floor grunting in pain within arms reach of Anthony who's either dead or unconscious. Everyone else took cover trying to see who's attacking them, "Anthony, Alejandro play dead we'll get you to safety. Anyone got a smoke?" Sam asking Alex and Angel.

"Negative." They both said. Sam whispering fuck to himself trying to think of a solution. "You two stand fast, I'm going to go around." The two nodded before he fall back for a possible flank. Sam quickly made his way looking for the opportunity only to discovered bodies of previous victims, "What the f- Ahhhh." Falling on his stomach after getting hit by multiple rounds some penetrating through the armor. Pushing through the pain to roll himself over to see from within the shadows, a figure walking out gun in hand aiming at him. The two made eye contact, "Killa" written on the figure's armor.

The sound of gunfire again echoed throughout the Mall. Angel and Alex stared at each other knowing Sam most likely in trouble but they can't just leave Alejandro and Anthony. At the same time they don't know if whoever shot Alejandro or threw that grenade is still out there. "Wait I get an idea." Angel sound out loud, rummaging through his backpack until pulling out some paracords he found earlier.

He then began tying a knot on one end before tossing it. "Alejandro grab it...Alejandro...Alejandro" Alex then called out to Anthony few times before the realization kicked in, "I'm sorry boys." Angel said to himself slowing pulling back the paracord towards himself, nodding to Alex they must go help out Sam. The two began spiriting where Sam took off to, but almost no sign of him until they encountered the same dead bodies but one stood out.

"SAM!" They both said in sync upon seeing his lifeless body with a pool of blood underneath but stopped themselves from attending to him cause it means the one who killed him must be somewhere near by. Killa hearing the two then popped out to fire his machine gun but Angel and Alex quickly moving towards cover, returning fire towards Killa's direction. "Push him, I'll cover you." Alex yelled suppressing Killa's position as Angel made his way towards him turning the corner only to come face to face with a claymore explosive. Killa watching from a distance saw Angel standing in front of the claymore via reflection off a window clicking the detonator.

BOOM!

Alex in shock watching Angel lay motionless realizing he's the only one left and now a one on one fight. He took the chance to quickly look at his rig founding no additional mags except for the one in his M1A that's less then half full. After inspection his kit, he shot out the lights giving himself concealment. Patiently waiting for whoever, not long after his ears picked up the sound of empty bullet cases jingling. Slowly peaking out his head to see the outline of a armored figure slowly scanning its surroundings, Alex sees this as the perfect chance pulling up his weapon aiming at his head but instead of firing, his weapon clicks alerting Killa.

"There you are bitch" Killa shouted his voice being muffled by the steel visor over his face firing where he heard Alex's weapon malfunction. Alex ducking down trying to eject the misfired round but the charging handle was stuck. Killa continued firing while making his way towards his prey, despites having a large capacity drum mag, shooting non-stop in full auto quickly exhausted his mag. Alex took this opening chance to tackle him to the ground pulling out an bayonet knife, trying to stab into the visor's slit. The blade scratches against the visor as he tries to aim the knife but is met with resistance.

Finally having the blade pointed into the slit, Alex leaps up using his body weight to overpower Killa driving the blade into his left eye. He could feel the Adversary's life leave his body as the grip around the knife weakens. Once his body was deprived of any life, Alex yank out the knife but decided to loot his kill. First putting on his armor, donning the helmet, and lastly the machine gun.

Not long after equipping himself, flashlight beams in the distance were seen and heading towards his location. "Never a boring day in Tarkov." He said to himself flipping down the visor before inserting a new magazine.

The End

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hello and if you're here that means you actually read the story unless you scrolled past everything but nevertheless thank you for reading this. I wanted to give the whole one shot story a try which is just an excuse for me not to work on my other stories but I might make more of these stories in the future so stay tune. The inspiration for this came after watching a Escape from Tarkov animated fan-film called Castle of Thorns made by Reticulon on Youtube. Now I'm more a bluey fanfic writer but I want give other fandoms a try too, cough cough following me on Instagram for updates, username in my bio.

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