Hey darkest here, decided to write another chapter since the power was out and had nothing else to do…
So without further annoyance I give you chapter 3...
Chapter 3: Humphrey, rendezvous with Bravo
Humphrey had been walking for about five minutes before encountering another patrol, "Shit shit shit…" he thought as he laid prone in a nearby bush. There were 4 of them, he stayed as still as death, not wanting to be found. One of the patrol, he was the communications man, stated to walk towards him. Yet he stayed still. But it was not what he had expected, the man unzipped his pants to take a piss. "God dammit!" he screamed mentally. He was not going to get pissed on, so he took action. He unsheathed his silenced M1911 A1 pistol and put a bullet in the wolf's head, the body tumbled forward onto Humphrey who instinctively caught it so it did not make a sound, as the rest of the patrol was further up the road. He laid the body down, quietly, as to not alert the rest of his comrades as the Russians would say. "Hmmmm I guess quick drawing really works, that dude did not even get the chance to react….." he thought to himself. He quickly but quietly moved away from the patrol. He left without a trace, he continued along until he came upon his current objective. About a mile away from the city he was about to go into was a small house, said to be where his rendezvous was. He cautiously opened the door to find a short hallway. "Ok he should be in here…" were his thoughts as he slowly walked down the hallway. As soon as he came to the first corner, he heard a click to his left. "Are you alpha one?" said a deep and haunting voice. "Yes this is Alpha one, Bravo is this you?" Humphrey replied in a flat tone. "Alright good, I found my partner…" He heard the voice say. The figure lowered the weapon ,as Humphrey looked towards him. Humphrey could not make out many details about him because his only light was from the small splinters that were seeping through the hole's in the ceiling. The figure led Humphrey out of the house and when he stepped out into the twilight he could see all of his details… He was a very large build, though he was still looking at his back he could see parts of his ears were blown off. "Hmmmm he looks like he has seen combat before." Humphrey did not realize that he was not moving in his stage of thought. The figure turned around….."Well aren't you coming? The figure asked sounding a little agitated. What Humphrey saw made him almost do a double-take. He was pure black with a gray goatee. He had a rather large scar over his right eye, and a claw mark across the left side of his muzzle. The right side of his lip had a scar over it as well. "The names Clayton, but just call me Clay or Bravo one… what are you looking at? Are you queer or something?" He said, the anger in his voice replaced by curiosity. "Oh yea, I was just checking out your gear…" Humphrey said rather quickly. "Sure you were…" he said under his breath. "Look Clay I'm not a queer, I have a girlfriend back home, I can show you." He said as he unbuttoned his breast pocket and pulled out the picture of Kate. He showed Clay who just grunted. "You lucky bastard, she is beautiful, so is my girlfriend, would you believe I'm only 26?" He said in a calm matter. "Wow, only 26 years old, damn you look older than that…..can I see your girl to?" Humphrey replied as he started to walk down the road towards, Chernobyl, the city where he was going to assassinate an arms dealing Russian officer. Clayton then pulled out a picture of a very beautiful wolf; she was jet black just like he was. She had little to no clothes on, she was winking and blowing a kiss wearing nothing but a thong and a very tight bra. "Damn bro, she is very fine" Humphrey said impressed, "But still not as fine as Kate…" he thought. "Thanks, I intend to propose to her when I get home." He said in a saddened tone. "If I get home" he finished in a low voice. "Yea I hope I get to see her again to Clay, she is the love of my life" Humphrey said shortly after. Then a short silence followed, only to be broken by Clay, "Hey I still never got your name?" he said rather plainly. "Oh, it's Humphrey." He said in his best macho tone. Clayton stopped in his tracks. "What's wrong clayton?" Humphrey exclaimed. "What's your father's name boy?" he said as he stared at Humphrey wide eyed. "I wonder what's wrong with him, looks like he has seen a ghost. Humphrey thought. "John …. That's his name, why? He was killed in action, tortured actually" Humphrey said in a grief filled tone. Clayton just stared at him. "Your father was a great man, one in a million….. I was in his squad, we were captured….. they beat him in front of me, I used all of my might to fight back but could not…. He…. He….. he died in my arms, in a filthy cell, His last words were, Tell my son I love him" Clayton was now very emotional, and so was Humphrey. "I'm so sorry…. He was the closest thing I had to a family, my father drank himself to death, my mother… my mother… I always think she died of a broken heart, but she was terminally ill…. She had cancer, and died right before my eyes, my father died about to punch me in the face" he said as his face was contorted in a mess of pain and happiness. "I was sent from orphanage to orphanage because I always liked to fight, but when I got into high school, it all changed, but that's when I met Jenny….. The love of my life, then I ended up here, I decided to join because it would make me a better man…..or so I thought, away from jenny…. I'm just a cold hearted bastard." He said with much pain in his voice. "It will be alright Clay, come on let's find somewhere to stay It is getting light out. [They had to sleep during the day to avoid detection, they moved at night to maximize success] "Alright let's find somewhere to stay for the night, but Humphrey….. one more thing….. You are getting home, I swear on my life, because I made a promise to a good man a long time ago, I promised your father that if I found you I would make Shure you stayed alive and safe, that you would get home… because he knew that you would want to be a sniper…and follow in his footsteps, I am bringing you home…..even if it kills me, I made I promise that I'm not going to break, But it would be nice to see Jenny again…." He finished before following Humphrey along the road. "I see a small house ahead" Clayton said as they trudged along. They arrived at the house….."I'm setting up a claymore at the front door alright Humphrey?" Clayton said in a low voice. "Alright I'm going to find us a room" Humphrey said as he walked around the house. He searched the small kitchen, luckily finding two bottles of warm beer, "I'm not 21 yet but Clay would probably let me drink one anyway" He thought to himself as he grabbed them and went to where Clay was putting a pillow on the floor and he mumbled "Home sweet home , stupid assholes back at base…" "Um hey Clayton I found some beer" at the mention of beer his ears perked up and he smiled. "How old are you?" he asked in a happy tone. I'm 20 Humphrey replied sheepishly" He looked at Clayton only to see him smile even wider. "Ha ha…. Just like when I met your father, he let me drink at twenty as well….. Alright go ahead, have one" is what he said as he grabbed one of the bottles from me. He popped his open, so did I. "Hmmmmm, American beer…." Clayton mumbled under his breath. I took a sip and was in bliss. "Wow this shit is good…." I said to Clayton, who only nodded and started to swish the beer around his mouth, I did the same…. We were savoring it. After we had finished he only nodded before lying down to sleep on his makeshift bed. "He is pretty damn cool" was the thought that accompanied me as I lay back to back with him and drifted off.
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