Urban Decay

[Omi]

Run. That single word filled Lukas' mind as he did exactly that, his feet beating a steady rhythm as he sprinted along the track. Not far now, literally just a few hundred yards. He could see the silhouette of the gunship ahead, and it filled him with confidence. The deep russet colour of the JiangXi sun at dusk gave the world an eerie tinge, and the gunship glowed like a guardian angel ready to lift him off this world. The gunship was closer now, and he felt invigorated. He'd done it! Buoyed by this confidence, he glanced over his shoulder and saw the dogs a good way off yet. Maybe the dead one peppered with his bullets had given them pause for thought; he didn't really care. At least they'd given him some respite after he'd killed one and scared the others off with shouting and a flaming stick.

He heard a scream of tortured air as a snubcraft flew overhead. Someone was breaking the sound barrier several times over, by the sound of it. He could see a prone figure lying on the ramp of the gunship, and a medic leaning over him, probably about to drag him on board. Was the ramp lifting slowly? He couldn't see clearly in this light. Shame to come this far and get left behind.
"Kameraden! I am here!" he yelled, waving his arms to accentuate his point as he continued sprinting forwards.

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