Destiny

[jammi]

Metallic sounding voices could be heard echoing up and down the corridor. Then there was a distant scatter of gunfire followed by silence. I heard booted feet marching down the corridor, fully expecting to see a gun-toting Corsair round the corner intent on avenging Sanchezs death. Instead a distorted sounding voice rumbled down the corridor.

"Fuer den Gottkanzler!" A body armoured Rhineland special forces officer wearing a gasmask appeared clutching a exotic looking assault rifle. Which was aimed at us. The woman screamed something in rapid Germanic causing the officer to skid to a halt. Both of you! Hands in the air! The pistol clattered to the ground as she raised her hands. I feebly flopped my arms across the floor.

The officer noticed my state and turned off his external voice projector. I assumed he was talking on an internal comms net. Moving into the room, he opened a pouch on his combat webbing and took a small portable scanner out, running it over my chest. Are you feeling unusual amounts of pain? I nodded quickly. In response he took out a needle and stabbed me in the leg with it. Surprisingly it did make things better.

Medical attention will be arriving as soon as the vessel is cleared. I dimly acknowledged that as whatever was in the syringe began to make me drowsy. As if to punctuate his words another burst of gunfire erupted somewhere outside. There was a burst of static as his radio came online before he switched off external speakers again. I assumed that was a message stating the last Corsairs had been mopped up.

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