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" " = thoughts
It is a calmed night in the city, no clouds in the sky to ruin the view of the brilliant full moon, two pixeled trucks advance through lonely dark streets, "these streets used to be so full of life at night , children playing, hard-working women and men selling all kinds of food and toys, while entire families enjoyed the night together, such a lovely view it was....now it is a ghost neighbourhood as soon as the sun sets... " I sighed in frustration, in the back of the pixeled pick-up truck I was traveling with Sandra a tall 5'6 woman in her early 30s, she and I were privates wearing the same uniform of the land armed forces, after some seconds of hesitation I finally spoke, - Uhm....uh....Sandra...don't you think this is kind of pointless, I mean....I entered the army already a year ago and things havent gotten any better, if something they've worsened, what is the point of trying? What is the point of even....living? - ~smack~ my words were abruptly interrupted by a sudden punch in the arm, I turned to look at sandra, her black hair was waving with the cold air of the night while her eyes were filled with burning conviction, -The sole moment you doubt those fuckers win, we aren't here to win, we aren't here for a medal, we are here to protect, to protect our family, our friends, our people, our values, to protect the innocent, to protect the kind of world we want for the children who have never played in the streets because their parents are scared of them being caught in crossed fire between gangs.....never doubt what we do, no matter how pointless and insignificant it is.....when you feel like you are going against the stream and the world is against you don't give up on your purpose.....we can't afford to doubt....- I was speechless, just in the middle of the awkward silence a voice sounded on our radios -attention, armed civilians seen on sector 3, they took *Madero* Avenue direction *Lazaro Cardenas* , intercept them, 3 units of the national guard and police departmen are already on their way to provide support- As soon as the message was delivered the two trucks accelerated into action, while driving between the streets the corporal talked in our radio -stay sharp, urban ocmbat puts civilians at risk, shoot short and accurate and make sure not to kill them, we don't want human rights snooping our asses - after hearing this Sandra and I exchanged looks, I am theachine gun operator while she uses her G3 to the sides and prepare the ammo magazines to reload my gun; after driving for some minuts we arrive the spot where the armed men were seen, and there it was, a white rusty suburban truck parked, with polarized windows, luckily enough one of the windows was down and distinguished the wapons inside -target spotted- said Sandra, the criminals seemed to have noticed our presence because they began their scape driving between the traffic, the wind and dirt made it hard to aim, I had to wait until they began the agression to fire my gun -stupid laws- I muttered to myself, after 10 minuts of chasing the truck parked in a rural abandoned stret in the outskirts of the city, virgin field all around us woth bushes and trees every certain space, a lightining came from the bushes -HOSTILES!!!!- my voice spread ~ding~ bullets bounced in the iron plate placed to protect the gunner, the rumble of bursts of blazing lead scaped my gun as the bullets tore some bastard's ribs and fucking their lungs for good, but a noise drew my attention, Sandra was shooting from the side of the truck and yelled - we are being sorrounded! - the corporal said something I wasn't able to understand, the grip on my gun loosened, my breathing stopped and an intense pain arose on my chest, I was lying on the box of the truck, the vest had stopped the bullet from penetrating but I could feel the impact shatter my ribs, I tried to incorporate, the silhouette of a woman standing next to me, Sandra was now firing my machine gun -you are injured, don't try to move until sanity checks y.....- her words were silenced in the cruelest way, her body fell right next to mine.....her neck was bleeding -NOOOOO!!!!- my hands got red in my futile attempt to stop the bleeding... desperate for air her hands gripped my uniform tightly -Hold on please.....remember what you said? Don't give up....not now not here..... my eyes were filled with tears, her mouth spoke words I couldn't understand. - please.....I beg you...if you are actually up there.....please....save her- Blazing eyes turned off, the grip of her hand loosened, the voice stopped...I drew my bloody hand to her nose -nothing - I stayed there, impotent to her death.... after this last realization a mixture of feelings engulfed my body; regret, sadness, fear..... and hate, I looked around, I saw the body the driver of my truck laid next to the driver's door, the rest of the unit was sheltering behind our second truck......the pain on my chest came back ~cough~ a metallic taste invaded my mouth, I coughed some more...-blood- I am coughing blood.....Sandra.....I am sorry...if only.....if only I had done my job better...- I moved my arm and closed Sandra's eyes, I picked up her G3, stood up....and opened fire once again, the 7.62mm ammo of the G3 tore hair, flesh, and bone, what once was a torso and a head was now a mixture of blood, bone, meat and cartilage...hatred took over my body, tears streaming down, loud cursing and then ~Nothing~ ......-Greetings human, you are now death-