"Sonofabitch" Seth mumbled. The mud had gotten everywhere on, and in, his rifle. It now refused to fire. He tossed the useless rifle down, and looked at his enemy. He could tell by the man's body language, he was extremely pissed off.

He looked like he wanted to tear Seth limb from limb. He could probably do it to. Seth was defenseless, as the man charged again. He raised his arms in front of his face, a useless effort. But before the innie charged into him, Seth heard a single, shotgun blast from behind him.

The innie stumbled back, as the buckshot ripped holes in his armor. Seth exhaled a breath, he hadn't realized he was holding. He turned around and saw the Sargent of his squad.

"You just got Sarged." The older man said, before lowering his shotgun.

"Sarge, what happened? Are the others okay?" Seth asked, worried for his squad.

"There was a lot more of em than our Intel said. They pushed us back. That goddamn mud doesn't helo much either." Seth nodded in agreement.

"So, what's the plan sir?"

"We stick to the original plan. We provide cover fire, you get your ass in that base!"

"But you guys will be torn to shreds!" The Sargent chuckled at this.

"Please, have a little faith! We will get it done. Trust me."

Seth went back to his side of the mud pit, while the Sargent rejoined their squad. He had been Seth's Sargent from the beginning. He could remember the day Seth was assigned to his squad. All of his soldiers thought Seth was useless, and weak. They were sadly mistaken.

Seth had become his right hand man, always happy, telling jokes. He was serious when need be though. The Sargent sighed. The kid who had been everyone's friend, always happy, and faithful, had changed.

Seth had seen many of his comrades killed in battle. Each one left its mental scars. He looked over, to his soldier. Seth was bruised and battered. He wasn't happy anymore. That's what war does. The friend the Sarge had known was gone.

Seth nodded to his Sargent, the signal for their final assault. His squad began firing. This drew the attention of every, single, innie. Seth moved forward, using anything for cover. He eventually made it to the base. Before he entered, he looked back.

His squad was doing bad. They were pinned, again, and were taking major hits. They couldn't, they wouldn't, last long. Seth turned back, and entered the base.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Seth crept down a long, dimly lit hallway. He was careful to be very quiet. He didn't want them to know he was here. The coordinates indicated the objective was a floor below him. Seth came to a stairwell, and stopped.

There was a man, standing over the railing, facing away from Seth. He slowly walked up behind the man. He paced one had, over the soldiers mouth, and the the other at the back of his head. With one quick motion, Seth snapped the man's neck.

It was a silent kill. Seth picked up a magnum the soldier had dropped. He continued down the stairs, and toward the objective. He entered a large room, it was huge. The objective was supposed to be located in this room.

The room was full of computers, and crates. Some of the crates had the word EXPLOSIVE, labeled across the side. He steered clear of those. The computer consoles made the room like a maze. He walked to the center, which was empty, except for an anti-gravity chamber in the middle.

Seth assumed that was it. He walked up to it, and disengaged the anti-gravity field. A medium sized, oval shaped container. It was a light purple, and lights pulsated along the sides. Then, bullets ripped through the air.

Seth ducked behind a computer console for cover. He peeked out, and saw a cat walk the overlooked the room. A man was standing on it, with an assault rifle. He saw Seth, and fired again. Seth rolled to another computer console. Eventually, the man grew tired of waiting, and jumped down, to finish his prey.

He walked slowly; he couldn't tell where Seth was. Seth leaned out from the computer, and saw the man facing away from him. He stood up, and drew his magnum. The man turned around and smiled. This wasn't a friendly smile however. It was a "I'm going to kill you and your family" smile.

Seth fired two shots. They both hit the man's chest. He fell to his knees, in pain. He started laughing. Seth was worried about that. He had good reason to be. The man pulled out two grenades, pulled the pins, and rolled them to his left.

Seth looked to the grenades, and the EXPLOSIVE crates.

"Sonofa-" Seth was cut off by two small explosions, and one, big, BOOM.