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"Are you sure about this, Boss?" Darcy asked, "We haven't pulled anything on this scale."
Us and our men were perched on rooftops overlooking the street below and the morning skyline. Some of the men were clad in purple hoodies. "We'll take out the tanks just fine, quit your worrying," I replied even as anxiety crept through my body like poison. Darcy fidgeted around, breaking Cass's concentration on her rifle.
"It'll be okay," Darcy muttered to herself, "we're just gonna take out some army trucks. No big deal for a ex-soldier."
"I was a combat medic, quit playing that up like I'm some big hero."
"But weren't you trained as a sniper at first? You have a certificate from the American Sniper School." Cass interjected.
"How in the hell in you do you go from sniper to medic?" Flynn asked from his spot beside me on the edge.
I pulled the black bandana out of my pocket and tied it around my mouth, "Another story for another day. They're here!"
STAG vehicles started to slowly roll past us. We vaulted from the roofs and onto the trucks, bringing them to a halt. The man behind the gun I was standing on balked as I threw him from his post and climbed in. The two men at the wheel turned before I put two bullets each into their heads. Both doors opened and their corpses tumbled out, letting Flynn and Darcy replace them. A thump came from the roof and Cass shimmied inside.
Black and purple blurs kept falling, sweeping over the soldiers and swarming into the vehicles. A few of our men went down in the blaze but none compared to the soldiers. Their screams accompanied with gunshots filled the air until they fell as quickly as they came.
Flynn revved the engine and peeled out, making me slam into the back of my seat. I pointed my gun out the window. "This is convenient, they have all their bases on this little map!" Darcy exclaimed.
"Plus all the radios are connected," Flynn added.
"Well get us going to a base so we can infiltrate," I commanded. The truck speed forward and the others followed in a caravan. Civilians on the street and in cars veered away from us, fearing we were the enemy. Soldiers opened fire and opened themselves themselves up to being blasted. One shot from the rifle brought a man down screaming. Pulling the trigger sent a pang of nerves through me, tearing my stomach to shreds and my joints to jelly. But I couldn't be weak now, we had to take these bastards down.
We sped through the streets on a manhunt for anything STAG. Two VTOLs screamed over us and turned their cannons on us. "Shoot them down, they'll shatter like glass!" Gunshots rang out and punctured the planes' armor, bringing them crashing to the ground. We sped past them and kept going, bringing down attackers on the sidewalks. A base would be nearby, with an alley as the only entry point.
The car slammed into something that made me smash into the seat in front. "We're here," Flynn said.
We piled out of the truck and took cover behind the barricade. As expected, four soldiers walked over to investigate. Flynn grabbed the first and slammed him to the ground. Cass clocked the second in the mouth and pinned him to the wall. I dived for the third and got him in a chokehold. Darcy picked up a dropped gun and and hit the last one in the face. The soldier in my hold writhed around trying to break free. My hand went over his mouth as I set him on the ground.
We started stripping them of their armor. I peeled my black hoodie off and put on the uniform shirt. Flynn started shaking his hips from side to side as he took his pants off.
"Quit acting like a stripper," Cass growled as she changed her shirt.
He started twirling around, "You know you want this body."
As I slid my pants down, a sting shot through my ass. Darcy smirked as she held her hand up. I snickered and pulled on the new pants. We threw our shed clothes into the truck and got the rest of the equipment on.
Two other soldiers walked over. One noticed the huge dent in the barricade, "What the hell happened here?"
Flynn piped up and nudged Cass, "She backed up." Cass snarled at him.
"So you're the new guys, right?"
"Yeah," Darcy chirped, "ready to kill some gangsters."
The men laughed and headed back to the camp. We followed behind, weaving through packs of soldiers trooping around. Some maintained generators that had been set up, some worked on the trucks or planes scattered throughout the settlement, but most were heading toward the temporary building that had been set up. But inside of going inside, we were lead into the dark, shadowy area behind it. Someone grabbed me from behind and dragged me to the wall. Cass and Flynn were dragged with me leaving Darcy to be surrounded by troops.
"Oh shit," Flynn murmurred.
One of the troops, a woman, threw Darcy into the arms of two men. "This is how they initiate new guys to a squadron," I said.
"What are they going to do to her?" Cass hissed.
I shrugged, "They're going to beat the shit out of her and us."
The woman kicked her hard in the ribs, the force would've made her fall if she wasn't held but she rebounded and got hit again. A hit to the face made her nose crack and start dripping blood. She cried as more blows kept coming to her chest and limbs. Cass strained against her captor to get to her. "Put her on her knees," the woman attacking her said. The two men forced her to kneel as another man stepped up and started to pull down his pants.
"Oh no," I groaned and looked away. Cass started writhing to get away while Flynn was shouting obscenities at her attackers.
Darcy bared her teeth, "Do it and I'll bite it off."
The man drop-kicked her, making her slam to the ground. The woman's walkie-talkie buzzed, making her pick up. She listened for a few moments and turned to us, "We've only got time for one more of you guys. Who's it going to be?"
I raised my hand, "That'd be me."
The man dragged me to the center of the ground and shoved me to the two there. The woman wound up and punched me right in the chest, but it felt like a love tap. She punched again harder, but it didn't hurt. "Is that it?" I chuckled. She started punching so fast and hard it reminded me of Angel on the punching bag. Laughter bubbled up in me as she kept trying to hurt me. I could see bruises forming on my arms but they didn't hurt like they should. "Lady," I hissed, "I've spent my whole life taking shots from people meaner than you. Do you really think you can hurt me?"
She and most of the troops shrank away as I kept laughing. Flynn and Cass slipped away and vanished into the barracks. When the two holding me let go, I went to where Darcy was lying on the ground. "You okay, love?"
She sighed, "Yeah, can't believe I went down so easy."
I grabbed her and lifted her to her feet, "Don't worry about it. No one likes getting their ass beat."
"But I should be able to handle it better." Cass and Flynn rejoined us. "Did you guys get it set up?" she asked quietly.
"Yep, we've got surveillance on STAG now. Everything they know, we'll know."
A gunshot whizzed past us. We turned to see the woman and a group of men behind her. "Where the fuck do you think you're going, privates?"
We made a bolt of the truck. Gunshots started ringing behind us but we kept going until we got to the car. We jumped inside and Flynn peeled out into the street. Darcy hissed as she sat down, grabbing at her chest.
"What's wrong?" Cass asked from the front.
She grunted and took her blood-covered hand away from her chest. A gaping exit wound was punched through where her kidney would be. I could actually see a shred of her kidney slipping out of the wound. She fell out of her seat and onto the floor; I shot over and lifted her back up. "Fynn, get us to a hospital!" I yelled.
"What's going on?" Cass demanded again and looked back. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw how Darcy was.
"How were you able to run with a hole this big?" I asked as I rooted around for bandages.
"I don't know," she laughed weakly, "but the beating didn't help at all."
"No it didn't," I replied tearfully. She would bleed out in a few minutes if I didn't get her something. A roll of bandages was under the seat. I snatched them up and pressed them into her wound.
"It's really cold. Cass, get back here so we can cuddle," she chuckled.
Oh god. "Flynn, get us to a fucking hospital!"
"I'm trying!" He yelled.
"I'm really cold..." she whispered.
I pressed harder, knowing that wasn't going to do anything but I would try anyway. She didn't deserve to- God I couldn't even say the word. I deserved to be shot, she didn't.
Cass scrambled out of her seat and crouched in front of Darcy. She didn't say anything, didn't even blink, but tears started running down her face. She was like a mountain bearing the shock. She looked down as a sob escaped her throat.
"What's wrong?" Darcy asked.
Her voice cracked, "You're hurt, that's what."
"I'll be okay, though. Don't worry."
My heart broke as the flow of blood decreased. She had lost so much that her body couldn't provide enough to make the wound clot. If that didn't kill her, the toxins that her kidney released would. I wrapped the soiled bandage around her in a feeble attempt to help.
"I'll be okay…" she rasped before closing her eyes. Her whole body relaxed as the blood flow stopped.
"Darcy," Cass begged, "Darcy!" She shook her in an attempt to rouse her before slumping over again. She rested her head on her chest and sobbed, letting the blood stain her face.
Flynn said nothing from the driver's seat, but he adjusted our course from the hospital to our base. We wouldn't need to rush anymore.
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