Shadows of JiangXi

[mtjsmith]

Chun made his way outside Checkpoint Alpha. He had spent a day being poked, prodded and having all sorts of medication and tubes stuck in his body. At one point, he was nearly dead. Today, he was sitting on the grass having a cigarette.

"Why didn't I take this up sooner... Ahhh..."

He was relaxed and calm. He shouldn't be, he wasn't technically meant to be outside. Hell, he wasn't technically meant to be alive. Life was full of complications. Little Ling being alive seemed to be one of them.

"Better move before the doc's realise I'm gone."

Ling headed to the equipment tent. He was going to arm himself properly this time. He loaded two pistols onto his belt. He then threw two machine guns into his backpack with his Jian and fastened a shotgun onto the back of it. He saw his assault rifle and grabbed as much ammo for that as he could. He looked down at his right arm. It was healed, sort of. Instead of skin, he had some sort of plate surrounding his arm. His ankle bore quite a big scar. He'd been in the wars, and it was no-where near over yet.

Chun got out of the tent, seeing two men in white coats going crazy at a guard - He reckoned this was his time to get away. He ran along to one of the quad bikes stationed near the back entrance. Checking no-one was nearby, he checked it's fuel and that it had a terrain map on it.

"Perfect. Now, bye bye crazy doctors."

He started the quad up and revved the engine.

"So long!"

The doctors saw him and immediately started running and shouting. The guard they were in angry discussion with laughed and opened the rear door. Not that it would have stopped Ling anyway, he was getting out of here.

Charging out down the road, he knew if he could reach the shoreline - He'd be safe. Well - nearly, there was the small matter of getting to the islands.

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