When the sun goes down

"For Sol!" I rush forward, my heavy armor slowing me only slightly, my empty rifle held tightly in my hands, a bayonet fixed to the end.

"Take him out!" A Gang member turns around to face me, his submachine gun held to his hip, his leather jumpsuit and denim jacket covered in Gang logos, however he's too late, I slam my shoulder plate into him, knocking the air out of his lungs. I take a step back and then lunge forward, slamming the bayonet into his stomach, he gasps and drops his gun as he reaches down to it, grabbing it. I twist it and put my boot to his shoulder, pushing on it with my leg so I can pull the bayonet out, I do, it draws blood and it takes ripped skin with it, the Gang soldier falls over dead. I look around as bullets slam into my armor, all not piercing. A Gang enforcer runs up, a metal club in his hands, he bashes it over my head, stunning me, I fall to my knees as he hits my head again, I grunt and lunge forward, tackling the enforcer. I start to hit him in the face over and over again, almost laughing at his lack of a helmet as my knuckle plates become stained red with blood.

"Glory to Sol!: I get up from the corpse of the enforcer and look for another target, all I can see is a glimpse of a scope a few hundred feet away. "Fuck! Sni-" My line is cut off by a bullet traveling fast enough to enter my armor, hitting my heart, killing me. My vision goes dark

All I can hear is a beeping. Hospital? no, I would be killed for bounty before I would be saved. I felt, different