Shadows of JiangXi

[Tomtomrawr]

Miller pushed open the heavy hospital doors, throwing a grenade behind him as he desperately sought cover. The bandits were en masse now, he knew they couldn't be far behind.

The doors shut, and were then pushed open again by the powerful shockwave created by the grenade in the small reception area. Some screams could be heard, meaning the grenade had killed a few of his pursuers, but that provided little comfort for him. There were five more replacing every one he killed.

He ducked behind an ATV - the same one from just over an hour ago - and aimed down the sights of his AK-74. His trigger finger would be an insufferable pain, but he'd just have to deal with it. If he wanted to survive, he'd have to deal with it.

The door burst open. Men began pouring out. They were gunned down, but not by Miller. He didn't care, just so long as whatever was shooting at them wouldn't start shooting at him.

Bandits poured out of the hospital like water finding a leak in a jug. Bullets continued flying, and Miller risked a glance behind him.

He gasped, surprised. The recruit moved forward, to crouch next to Miller behind the ATV. He could smell something on the new arrival's breath. Was that... vodka?

One hour earlier

Cannon to right of them, cannon to left of them, cannon behind them volley'd and thunder'd; Storm'd at with shot and shell, while horse and hero fell, they that had fought so well came thro' the jaws of Death, back from the mouth of Hell, all that was left of them, left of six hundred.

Miller finished stripping the bandit of his fur coat. It was a little too large for him, but it would do nicely to help keep the radiation away. And keep him warm. From the bandit he'd recovered bullets that wouldn't fit into his AK-74, and shotgun shells. Eleven of them. Despite reservations he took them anyway, in case he found a shotgun. Then if he had no shells, he'd feel like a right fool.

Rumbling, in the distance. Growing ever closer, Miller could hear the pitch getting higher. More bandits? Coalition vehicles? Perhaps a third option? He didn't want to take any chances. The shell of what once was a hospital was his only way out, but there may not be another way out.

As he pushed open the heavy hospital doors, he watched ATVs drive over the small hill and into his field of vision. He pulled the door closed, but it was no use. The bandits had seen him.

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[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.

Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.