Cold Reflection

...Flashback...

The battlefield was bloody and gritty, bombs were exploding everywhere. I glanced around swiftly, only bloody corps were in sight.

The sky appeared red, stained with dark clouds. It was an eerie scene. The sound of gunshots bellowed in the near distance.

As if that wasn't bad enough, the voices of fallen comrades being slaughtered echoed all around.

The cry of children, the cry of innocent people, the cry of disturbed animals gushing about traveled from a distance. 

It was a lot to take in, mentally disturbing scenes, traumatizing events could make any sane man go berserk. It crippled the ears then slowly poisoned the mind.

I hid, crouched behind a stone, tucked my head out slightly, but, cautiously.

"BLAAAM!!!"

A gunshot zoomed past my face. Something bounced off the stone and grazed my right cheek. Immediately I pulled my head back. I was lucky but frightened. My heart leaped from my chest.

A dozen more shots were fired at least, towards me. Most lodged in the back of the stone, a few flew by.

I looked around. In front of me was another rock roughly about 6 meters away. I tucked and rolled quickly behind it.

Gunshots fired at me rapidly, someone spotted me. I shrunk up against the rock. None hit. I hugged my gun tightly with my head hanged down. I was a damn coward. Never had to courage to fight or when to brave.

Reflecting, I don't even know why I am a soldier or how did I got here, what am I doing. This was a suicide mission.

'WAIT! WHAT WAS THE MISSION?'

Suddenly I fell into a trance. My brain freezed up. I've got to snap out of it.

Suddenly something outrageous happened.

I raised my head. Amidst everything, out from nowhere came a dragonfly, it looked as if it was at war and not me.

It pitched on a small bush in front of me.

One of its wings was damaged, like something take a big chunk out of it. Its body was badly bruised.

Shots were rippling through the air, everywhere. Despite the odds, it still was able to withstand what was going on. I was so stunned and amazed, it motivated me.

Suddenly when it was about to leap. A gunshot Zapped it. A small piece of its wing swung by in the wind.

The moment ruined, the smile wiped off my face.

Those scavengers.

Something came over me its like I was a different person. Hurriedly, I swiftly cranked my rifle.

It was an M10-94 G-MAC DUAL, a real bad boy if you asked me. At least how I pictured it in my head.

But what do I know it was my first time using the damn thing. It was a prototype rifle the army wiped up and roll out for beta testing. Now I know they really must hate me.

Why was I chosen with a beta freaking gun again? In a freaking real war?

After I cranked my gun, without a sec to spare.

Up -- I leaped -- above the stone feeling like a boss, I gripped tightly onto the handle — suppressed the trigger and squeezed it in vigour. Somebody got to pay.

AS I THOUGHT OUT THE WHOLE SCENE EPIC IN MY HEAD.

"Aw Snap"

The gun jammed. Or was out of bullets -- maybe, shit I forgot to check.

It was already too late to run, or hide.

The enemy took the advantage and started several rounds.

I was pelted twice before I could realize it.

My vision became blurred, as blurry as a camera out of focus. My life flashed before my eyes.

But little did I know. Everything seemed as if it happened in slow motion as my body slowly made its way to the ground.

No!!!, a voice cried out in my head, this is not the end. Not even one dead body, NO!! am not going down like this.

In a flash, I slid my foot back, braced myself from the fall, and stood my ground.

I collared up my weapon, pulled a clip from my vest, and into the gun's magazine.

Rage coursed through my veins. I've never felt so alive. This urge craved for vengeance and blood. Like a lion out for meat.

Like automatic, bullets Spouted from the muzzle of my gun as I compressed the trigger. A rapid successive round of ammo was fired. Each bullet to a soldier. Bodies fell to the ground, like rain droplets.

The day slowly grew dark. Angry clouds with big bellies, grouped, which cover the sky. Roaring thunder bellowed in the distance loudly like savage beasts.

The lightning dashes across the dark red sky, which lit up the dark atmosphere.

Suddenly the rain came. It poured down on us heavily. I successfully gun down approximately 50 men. It was only two of us left standing.

Me the rookie and the bastard that seemed to shoot me; his sarcastic grin gave him away. A captain's subordinate.

Blood dripped from his vest. His clothes were stained with blood and the visible gunshot wounds all over his body.

This man was an animal, this man was a beast. Even at a glance, you can tell that this man loved the battlefield. He liked a challenge.

With a grin as wide as the ocean floor. I knew he wouldn't back down, that it was going to be a fight to the death.

I looked at him dead on as our eyes meet. We looked into each other's souls.  As I can see the death stare in his eyes.

I watch for his slightest movement. My eyes followed his hands as he lifted them and pulled two knives from their case on his waistband on each sides.

He held the knives up with an iconic Martial art pose.

I didn't have any knife for myself. And I was already out of ammunition. So I held my gun like a baseball bat then rush towards him like a mad man whilst yelling. As if that really helps.

He grinned wildly as he flitted towards me.

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