Red and Blue

A month later, nothing happened since the Blue convoy had been killed, except infantry rushes and single intruders. Serial Killer had been with Dashy, and realized that she switched from a comrade to a girlfriend, which he found mildly awkward. She saved him sometimes, and he saved her sometimes. The reason they got into romance was because they got assigned to the same guarding point, which was patrolling the command center.

Mostly it was quiet. Blue intruders and infantry break-ins only happened once a week, and the Red team was also doing it. A lot of pony thugs fought on both Red and Blue sides just so the police wouldn't find them. Serial Killer was thinking about all the close calls he had with the Blue team. He couldn't believe he hadn't died yet.

He was guarding at night only, from 6:00 P.M. to 6:00 A.M. This was Saturday, and there wasn't a problem with the Blue team this week. So he knew it was coming. All night nothing happened, until 2:37 A.M. The base was being rushed. He heard gunfire. "boom.... boom boomboomboomboom." Then the alarm went off.

He started thinking while running, "God, if I get killed, don't let it be by a pony, PLEASE! Let it be a guy." He ran out of the building, and the first thing he did was go to a hummer. He sprinted toward one, and when he opened the driver door, a bullet came in and hit the door right by his face. He jumped in and picked up four random Red members and got into the gun controlling seat.

It was a huge advantage, until a bullet came in and shot the driver in the head, exploding it and letting brains fly everywhere. The hummer went out of control and Serial Killer bailed out. Then it crashed over a Blue explosive expert right as he shot a rocket and the hummer jumped in front of it. The vehicle gushed blood from all the windows.

Then Serial Killer heard someone running up to him and yelling. He looked, and it was a Blue guy with no ammunition, about to fight with his fists. Serial Killer couldn't fight correctly, but he could still hit hard. The first thing he did was kick the Blue guy in the ribs, then in the shin. Then he just punched from the side and hit him in the face, and it knocked him down. He stomped on his face until it was a bloody pulp.

After he picked up an SMG, he got on the ground and crawled to a pack of Red members. They were pinned behind sandbags for a few seconds, and the fire and explosions were dying down. The Blue team had retreated. "TAKE 'EM DOWN, GUYS!" Bullets flew everywhere toward the Blues, and all of them were chopped down into guts. Serial Killer lived another night.

Then his arm burned. When he looked, there was a big cut, but he didn't know what from. He went to an ambulance, and they wrapped up his wound. They gave him some needles and told him to take one every morning.