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Unexpected rescue

Unexpected rescue

(muffled) Mike!!! Mike!!!! Is it safe or not?”

“……….It’s safe.”

*opening door*

As they went out to the open streets Mike quickly advised for then to use the APC as cover for a while. He quickly scouts the buldings on the left where the molotovs and shots came from.

*knoc knoc*

“Soldier, Bring me another box of ammo”

“(muffled)Right away sir!!!!”

“What’s the next move, Mike?”

“For now things are calm, but we need to press forward they already now we are here. We cannot bog down Cris, Jonh.”

“Fuck……Can’t you tell the others guys to diverge the convoy?”

“Well thinking about is not a bad idea.”

“Sir, your ammo.”

“Thanks.”

racks 50 cal

Mike reaches for the radio and contact with the back and middle of the convoy.

*radio static*

“(radio) Vanguard!?!?!? You’re alive!?!!?What the hell happen over there?!!”

“(radio) Ambush. They came from every side……But we killed some of them.”

“(radio) Glad you survive…..So do you have any plans fowards?”

“(radio) We must diverge the convoy. Can you talk with the others.”

“(radio) Sorry for the intromission, but would’nt that cut our firepower in half?”

“(radio) I understand your concern but we have burned vehicles in the streets It would take hours to clear.”

“(radio) Right away sir, see what we can do.”

*radio static*

Mike turns his head towards Jonh and the rest of the crew.

He hesitates for a moment before making one last request for then.

“…..Jonh. You must press foward……I will keep your wife and son sa-.”

*pounds face*

“No I will go too.”

"I am not joking, Owen. You can really be hur-”

“I’am no either. I can give support alongside with Phyro.”

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“Fuahhhh”

“Jonh…..”

“Let the boy go with us. He endure all this journey until here. He is strong enough to go with us now.”

Mike strap on his his helmet. The shadow cover his eyes but he smiles at Jonh.

“…….Then, Good luck and godspeed.”

“Same for you, vet.”

For one last time Jonh, Sam and Owen reload their guns and grab enough ammo for this push.

*shuffle shuffle*

*trembling hands*

*kiss*

“What was that for, honey.”

“You seem scare, Jonh. As your wife I need to keep you sane.”

“Mommy!!!!”

*hugs*

“What is It, sweethearth?”

“Are you going with us?”

“Unfortunate not, sweethearth.”

The face of the little boy turns from happy to sad in amatter of seconds.

“Mommy needs to take care of the wounded.”

“Ok then, do a great job mommy.”

*small kiss*

*blushes*

“Hehehe.”

The boy runs out the APC Happily waiting for then.

“It’s good to have a little one, huh?”

“Your way past your prime Sam just forget It.”

“(smug)Yeah. Yeah.”

The two man, the little boy and the small dragon gave their last goodbyes to the soldiers and hunters in the area. As their backs vanished from the horizon of crumbling buildings Mike felt the sensation he did not felt in years. The nostalgia rushes through his memory.

The group walked futher into the city center. Carefully they sneak through buildings and alleways. Strangelly enough no movement from the werewolves was detected. Giving the oportunity Sam and Jonh started cutting down traps on the roads leading to the museum.

*cut cut*

*teckkkk*

“Was this the last one?”

“Hope so, damn wendigos are a smart as heck.”

“Huh, a corned animal tends to fight a lot, Sam.”

Jonh turns his attention towards his son that was looking at his tablets keeping watch with his dragon.

*grabs shoulders*

“Do you see them, son?”

*turns head*

“No daddy, just buildings for now.”

“Well we finish here, call down Phyro. He must be tired.”

“Right away, Daddy.”

*pat on shoulder*

The boy was about to follow through with his father order but as he sees something running on the conner of the screen.

“Phyro, did you saw that?”

“Fuahhh!!!!”

“Go get It!!”

As the dragon flies closer and closer to the strange object Owen watched closely. Flying just a couple feet over the street the boy could see in full sight. Not wasting a second he starts spriting towards the location.

*step step step*

“The hell you doing, boy!!!!!”

“Son!?!?!? What do you thin-”

“There’s a girl!!!!! A girl in danger!!!!!”

“Shit!!!! Let’s go Sam.”

“Did’nt had to tell me!!!!”

*step step step*

Following the map Owen easily located the stranded girl. As he pass through the last alleyway he found her sitting in the sidewalk. She was covered in wounds from head to toe although none severe the pain and the slow drain of blood was unberable making her almost pass out. As the echos of steps of Owen and team seem to get closer she shivers and weeps even more. Feeling on what she thinks is her last breath she covers hers eyes and wait for the time of strike.

The young girl feels the smooth and baby-like print of Owens warms hand.

“Are you all right, miss?”

“What? Who are you? How-”

“(faint)Owen!!!!! Owennm!!??! Are you here?!!?”

“I’am here!!!! Found the girl!!!!”

Jonh and Sam soon appear out of the alleyway where Owen came through. Seeing the situation they quickly rushed towards the boy conforting the young girl.

*pat on shoulder*

“Good job, son. Me and Sam will take It from now on.”

“Alright. I will make a guard the are with Phyro.”

*shuffle shuffle*

Jonh takes some bandages from his kit. He slowly starts to attends the girl.

*cleans wounds*

“Can you tell me your name?”

“……..”

*snap snap*

“Stay with me, ok?”

“Hmmm…….Who are you-”

“Dad, There are some monster coming!!!!!!”

“Shit. Hang on for a moment.”

Jonh picks the girl and put her on his back. With no chance of getting back Sam quickly thinks a way through.

“There is no time. Follow me!!!!”

“The fuck do go?!?!?”

“They are getting closer.”

*smack smack*

*slam*

Sam blast a hole through the lock of an old office. The group quicly enter the bulding and goes to the third floor. They quickly found a resting room. Jonh puts the girl down on a coutch. Owen covers the door leading the corridor. As Phyro quicly burst through the window Sam covers her with a blinder.

*peaks*

*tsk*

*step step step*

“Thouse fuckers are looking for us.”

“we can work on It. I will contact Mike about this.”