Fort Triggering
--An Advance Wars Fan Fiction by StarFoxRocks--
Chapter XXVI: Seth's Finale
"Holy hell! Nice shot, Emery!"
Captain Ferris' voice rang on the Sergeant's radio. He grabbed it.
"Hey, no problem Cappy. Just doin' what I do best at."
(((SFR)))
Olaf went crimson with rage at the sight of his Lieutenant exploding.
"Damn it!" he yelled, punching the air. "Colonel! Your mean are sucking like bastards! When are those tanks coming!?"
William Grant gave Olaf a glare. "Soon, sire," he said sarcastically. "In a few minutes. Be patient."
"Don't give me your lip," Olaf grumbled. "We're doing a piss poor job. You'd better not fail."
Grant shrugged. "Don't worry. You'll soon see the trick up my sleeve."
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"Alright, everything seems clear."
Private Inuendez jumped down from the tank and joined his comrades, who were congratulating him.
"Nice job, Will!"
"Bloody well done!"
"You smoked those bitches!"
Inuendez laughed. "All in a day's- ACKK!!"
He fell as he was struck down by a sniper.
"Shit!" yelled Corporal Jenkins. "Get down! Snipers!"
They fell to the ground. Ferris regained ahold of his radio.
"Emery! See anyone?"
"Absolutely," Emery's voice replied. "Want me to take care of it?"
"Of course, damn it!" Ferris yelled. "Get to it, Sergeant."
"Yes, sir."
Emery's voice cut off.
(((SFR)))
"Alright, pals... here I come."
He drove farther out until he reached the front gate. At that point, he saw Olaf standing exactly a few feet from him.
"Holy hell! Captain, I've just found CO Olaf!"
"Well, kick his ass!" came Ferris' voice.
Emery grinned evilly. "My pleasure."
He aimed the tank barrel at Olaf. And then the trap was sprung.
A mech charged from his hideout in the woods. He fired his bazooka. Emery only had one second's worth of a glance before the tank and himself were incinerated by the blast.
(((SFR)))
Everyone ducked as the tank was engulfed in flames.
"Damn it!" Ferris swore, throwing his radio down.
"What do we do?" asked Sergeant Lamondo.
Ferris laid out his plan. "Okay, you all charge, except for you, Jackman, and you, Brown. You're wounded, let Corporal Perkins aid you. Let Lieutenant Gold lead the squad. You're in charge until I catch up."
The rough-faced Lieutenant nodded. "Yes, sir."
"On my mark..."
Sergeant Jackman groaned. "Damn, this wound hurts like hell. Help us out, Perkins."
The Asian corporal grabbed a med kit. "Don't worry, sir, we'll have that leg fixed in no time."
"Three... two... one!!!"
Jack stood and charged with the rest. He was within the front ranks.
As they approached the entrance, a storm of Blue Moon troops came in from the gates. They opened fire, shooting down three troops. One, Private Nuwvie, was killed instantly.
Corporal Higgins groaned at his wounds. "Shit! I'm hit!"
Corporal Richens kneeled down before him.
"Don't worry, Sean!" he said, grabbing a medic pack he saw lying on the ground by Inuendez's charred corpse. "I'll help you out!"
"Make it snappy," Higgins said through clenched teeth. "I've been hit in the waist..."
Lieutenant Gold yelled out orders. "Charge! Don't let them take you down like this! We've gone too far into this war!"
Jack threw a grenade. A crowd of Blue Moon infantry were sent flying by the explosion.
"Good nading, private!" Sergeant Rayson shouted.
Lieutenant Smith charged forward to the gate edge. "Come on! Is this all we've got?! We've got more than this! CHARGE!!!"
He ran right outside, using a pistol to shoot down the soldiers in his way. In an instant he was face to face with CO Olaf.
"What the-?"
Acting swiftly, the Lieutenant whipped out his kmife and pressed it up against Olaf's neck.
"Don't you move, fatty."
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Jack used a machine gun and shot down two more soldiers in a fury. Watching, he saw Richens tending to Higgins.
"Stop moving! I can't do this properly enough with you twitching like this..."
"I can't help it, man."
Turning back around, he watched as Sergeant Town crossed knife blades with a Blue Moon soldier. They both countered each other's attacks so quickly, it didn't seem like it would ever end.
But then the Blue Moon infantry performed a little trick. He kicked Sergeant Town's leg. As he hobbled, he injected the knife blade into his waist.
Town screamed in agony as the infantry passed by, knowing he had won. He fell to his knees, then laid still on the grass.
Seeing a Sergeant in such pain before death set Jack off. He shoved his machine gun into his pack and pulled out his knife, stomping after the infantry. Turning around, the man saw Jack pursuing him. He turned and ran into the garage. Jack ran in after him.
The infantry was cornered. Before he could beg for mercy, Jack shoved the knife into his waist the way he had done to Sergeant Town. He shoved hard, so hard the knife went through his knife and got stuck through a box behind the man. He stepped back, whipped out his pistol, and shot the man once, twice, thrice. The soldier twitched, then after a sigh went limp.
Jack watched the man's pitiful form. But he felt no pity. The man didn't deserve to live, not after what he had done to Sergeant Town.
He slowly turned and walked out of the hangar.
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Seth James had leaned back against the rock. He was under heavy fire, and couldn't find Cliff. Where the hell had that man gone?
But it was not a time to worry right now. He had to find a way to get those men off his back.
He checked to see if he had any grenades.
One left.
He grabbed it, pulled out the clip, and threw it over the way. There was an explosion. He wasn't sure if he actually got anybody, but the fire ceased. He quickly got up and ran for the protection of the Fort walls.
Why had he gotten outside? That was stupid! If Lieutenant Smith didn't push them so hard... wasn't Gold in charge in the first place?
He soon saw it didn't matter, for as he entered the fort he saw Captain Ferris walking up with Sergeant Jackson and Corporals Brown and Perkins.
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As Jack exited the garage, he saw Seth in plain view. He was about to call out, but then devastation struck.
A mech had gone up a steep hill. There was a very good sight of beyond the fort walls from up there. Arming his bazooka, he fired. The rocket struck nearby Jack, jetting him into the air.
Seth looked up. "Jack!"
"Holy hell!" exclaimed Corporal Brown.
Jack twirled in the air over the fort wall and landed some few feet outside the gates.
"Jack!!" Seth yelled again.
He charged straight out from the fort walls, running for Jack's limp form.
"Wait!" yelled Ferris. "It's too dangerous!"
But Seth didn't listen. He had lost enough friends, he wasn't going to lose Jack!
"Jack!" he said, kneeling by his friend's body. "Jack, are you okay?"
He ground. Surprisingly, he wasn't too badly injured, just some cuts on his face, arm and legs and a minor fracture in his wrist.
"I'm fine, Seth..." he said.
Instantly, bullets began to strike the rock as though it was a magnet. Seth and Jack ducked underneath.
"Damn!" Jack said. "Listen... you need to go back without me..."
"Hell no!" Seth yelled. "I've lost too many of my friends! You're not going to die next!"
"But-"
"Run as fast as you can back inside!" Seth ordered. "Now! I'll hold them off!"
Jack understood. He stood up and began to run.
Before the Blue Moon soldiers could lock onto Jack, Seth appeared from behind the rock, firing his machine gun wildly.
Before he could determine if he hit anybody, Seth was shot in the chest. Before he could recover, another bullet struck him. After several more, he gave in and collapsed in the dirt road.
Jack turned around from inside the fort and saw Seth lying in the road amidst a growing pool of his own blood.
"Seth!" he yelled. "No!!! SETH!!"
Captain Ferris and Sergeant Rayson restrained him.
"You can't do anything for him now, soldier!" Ferris yelled. "He's done his share..."
Jack shook them off, and fell to his knees.
Seth had given his own life to save him...
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Lieutenant Smith lay dead on the grass. He had died from a stab wound.
Olaf stood before his body, clutching the knife the Lieutenant had possessed earlier. The edge was covered in blood.
"Nobody screws with Olaf," he panted. "Nobody."
He looked around. "Where the hell is Grant?"