As the loud shot rang in my ears and my shoulder absorbed the recoil of the ak. I saw the terrorist’s head snap back and he fell flat on the floor. The pistol he drew just dropped on the floor. As I lowered my stance, the rifle sights were no longer blocking the entire scene that was hidden from my view. I shot him cleanly in the head and what was left was barely recognisable, then the stench of feces suddenly stung my nose and when I looked at his pants, I thought to myself, his body could not control itself anymore. I had always known killing was wrong but now, even in that situation it is still wrong I thought to myself. But if I do not continue many more will die and so will my friends.
After dumping the contents of my school bag on the floor, I looted the terrorist's corpse and found spare magazines for the Ak and handgun which was an M1911. I took the spare magazines dumped it into my bag while putting one of the Ak mags in my pocket. While packing the equipment I just looted off the terrorist in to my bag. I started hearing gunshots echoing from the front gate. I was getting worried, when suddenly a voice suddenly came from the terrorist's corpse.
“THIS IS THE POLICE STOP FIRING AND CEASE YOU HOSTILITIES WE HAVE YOU SURROUNDED GIVE UP!” an unknown voice blared. I proceeded to search his body even more thoroughly and near his torso I found a PR set.
“SHIT THEY FOUND OUR CHANNEL CHANGE IT TO THE OUR BACK-UP CHANNEL NOW, MY BROTHERS” another unknown voice spoke in arabic language who I can only assume was the terrorist leader.
As I walked towards the library which has a nice vantage point overlooking the front gate I saw three gunmen from the school campus hiding behind some sturdy cover shooting at multiple uniformed officers who had arrived on scene. I saw that the terrorist were definitely going to win the firefight as those officers were only armed with Mp5s which was not effective at that range. So after gathering my courage to actually speak on the PR set.
I said “Err Hello is this the police, This is Colin, identification number T0246798E here to tell you that I am a student who managed to take down one terrorist and take his weapon. I am able to take out the three gunmen who are currently causing the SRT a problem.”
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“Colin if you think this is a game you probably got lucky for killing that terrorist. This is real life we can’t trust you nor put you in danger as that is my job, now fuck off from my comms and hide yourself till we big boys handle this..” an unknown voice said
“Well you can choose not to trust me but my parents died two weeks ago in the terror attacks at that mall, where my father saved 200 people by killing the 3 gunmen at the cost of his own and his wife, So officer let me show you that heroism runs through blood. Just don’t shoot the person at the fourth floor as that is where I currently am.” I replied furiously
There was no reply from him and only static was transmitting through.
“Well I assume you’ll let me me do what I feel is right without holding me back” I replied in a more calmer tone than before.
He probably took me for some idiot kid who didn’t know his stuff. However as an Army Voluntary Cadet we were taught the basics of shooting and luckily I was quite gifted at it. As I aimed down the rifle sight, I held my breath while aligning the sights on the terrorist closest to the rear. Once his head was in the sight picture I released my breath and squeezed the trigger firmly. One down I said to myself
As the gunshot echoed, I realigned my sights to the second gunmen and aimed for his head while repeating the same breathing pattern, he’s dead I said in mind then I squeezed the trigger. Using the recoil as an indicator I aimed at the last gunmen however this time he was looking for me as well but it's too late for him since he does not know where I am and to me he is wide open, I squeezed the trigger and just like that three gunmen were dead. After I saw the last gunman fell on the floor, I reloaded and ran for the exit before the first responders got a chance of shooting me thinking that I was a gunman.
My PR set bursted to live again the man before spoke again “Sgt Colin I don’t know how you managed to do that but still thanks for the help and also sorry for bringing up that topic earlier, Major Scott was a close friend of mine.”
I could do nothing but grin as I ran towards the school hall where the hostages were being held.
I can still remember this was where I really saw what humans really are deep inside.