Chapter 8

"Survive"

Prince and I both looked around, We're covered in dirt. I looked back and saw Separatists entering our former position, I repeatedly tapped Prince's shoulder. He looked back and saw this too. We both got up and ran behind the trench corner, grabbing our rifles. Prince shouted.

"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, THEY GOT IN."

"FUCK."

We're gonna fucking die.."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP."

I reached down for a grenade which I had around my battle belt, I unpinned it and threw it round the corner. After about 5 seconds, we heard the explosion and saw some lumps of dirt go into the air. I immediately barged past Prince, training my sights down the trench, I saw about 3 Separatists on the ground, injured, I simply hold down the trigger, letting loose a whole magazine into those 3.

"PRINCE, WHERE ARE YOU!?"

"RIGHT BEHIND 'YA."

"GOOD, LET'S KILL THOSE PIGS."

I crouched down and reloaded my rifle, afterwards, I got up and then ran up the slope of the trench, careless? Very. I trained my sights at the treeline, I spotted 2 Separatists and fired in their general direction. I think I hit one of them, I'm not sure. I slid down the trench and reloaded while Prince fired back. As I looked around while reloading I noticed something, I slapped Prince's leg with my hand repeatedly, he went down and asked.

"WHAT?!"

"WHERE THE FUCK IS EVERYBODY?!"

He looked and also saw the same sight, nothing, where our squad usually was, they were no longer there, as if they vanished. Prince shouted in complete confusion

"WHAT THE FUCK!?"

"I GUESS IT'S JUST US AND THEM."

"IF IT'S JUST US, LET'S TAKE THEM WITH US."

Prince and I threw our remaining grenades in the direction of the abandoned IFV, We heard some screams after the detonations, We both ran up screaming towards the IFV. We didn't care if we died or survived, as long as we fought back and took some of them down with us, that's what mattered. As we ran towards the IFV we saw trails of blood heading towards it and a dead body. As we got to the other side of the IFV we saw the sight of the Separatists, sitting there, possibly shell shocked or maybe they were waiting for orders, I will never know. But i will always remember their faces as they stared at us in their final moments, Prince and I held down the triggers of our rifles at point blank range, dumping a combined total of 60 rounds into the Separatists, We heard some of them scream and moan in pain as they get pummeled by bullets, but the sounds quickly died down. 

The two of us ran into cover quickly, reloading our weapons. As we looked back, we saw the rest of our squad jumping back into the trench, they weren't dead, I let out a huge sigh of relief, Prince shouting at them.

"WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?!"

We both reloaded and climbed onto the IFV, we looked through the open hatch, seeing the remains of the commander who shot at us, his body was covered in shrapnel injuries caused by Charles' Anti-Tank Launcher. I looked around and saw the APC in the field, it was burning. I was confused as to why it was burning, I don't remember us firing any Anti-Tank weaponry at it.

Prince and I jumped down and returned to the trench. We both breathed a huge and heavy sigh of relief, we looked at Ashton.

"Is it over?" We both said simultaneously

Ashton didn't bat a word, but he nodded at us instead, Elliot and Miller running towards us, checking to see if we were alright.

E: "You guys alright??"

M: "We saw the grenade go off and thought you were dead."

O: "We're fine, just about."

P: "Where the fuck did you guys take off to?"

M: "We saw you guys get hit by the grenade and we ran out to take cover in the treeline instead, but then we saw you guys doing your counterattack so we got back in."

O: "So in other words, you were going to ditch us?"

E: "That's what we were about to do, we thought you two were dead men."

P: "Screw you guys.." 

M: "Oh, Ashton is not happy after that maneuver you pulled."

O: "What maneuver?"

M: "Where you tried to capture one of them."

O: "Just tell him we were going to drag him in and kill him."

P: "That was exactly our plan.."

E: "You guys are fine, that's what matters."

We all panted, completely destroyed after that battle. The battle itself only lasted about 40 minutes, but it felt like two hours. Ashton walked over.

A: "You guys okay?"

O: "Yeah, we're fine."

P: "Yeah, just about."

A: "Good to hear, all four of you go and scavenge any ammunition that those dead pigs may have."

We all nodded as we got up and climbed out of the trench, heading towards the dead separatists.