Week 410 – Cyber Team Prequel 1

Bullets pierced his body.

Tearing through flesh like it was nothing.

Worse than the thunderous sound of gunfire were the screams.

Barely human howls coming from men he considered family. Men he served with, men he fought alongside, men with whom he’d forged a bond that was supposed to last a lifetime.

Men who now fell around him.

Dying.

Dead.

Gone.

Beneath him the ground was hard. The sand clung to his damp skin, a rock dug into his back, he didn’t bother to move though. He wanted to, wanted to shove to his feet and start firing back at those who had killed his team, but he didn’t seem to have the energy to move.

Everything hurt and he could feel the life spilling out of him.

Dying like the others only more slowly.

One tiny detail altered their fates.

He was still wearing his body armor. The others had removed theirs because they were supposed to be safe here. Safe on a base even though they were in hostile territory.

Now he didn’t even remember the reason why he’d left his on when the others didn’t.

Then there were people all around him. Well meaning people, performing first aid, putting pressure on his wounds, offering words they thought might comfort.

They didn’t.

Nothing could comfort him right now.

As his body was jostled, he saw them. Bullet ridden bodies that had once been living breathing men. Gone now.

He alone had survived.

And he wished he hadn’t.