I started to have doubts about my first mission for the Bureau of Regulating , Apprehending and Investigating of Non-human Species, or B.R.A.I.N.S. for short. This was a secret division for 'gifted' people. I was under the "Sanitation" branch. Now by "sanitation" I don't mean I go and clean up a mess. In fact, I'm usually the one making a mess. Sorta makes you miss the days when you shot something and it bled the same color as you, or even at all. I was in squad 7. Squads usually had a four man group, all under the command of one seasoned leader. " Yes, our first mission Woo hoo!" said one of the group members. "I cant wait till..." his sentence was cut short by the squad leaders bark " Don't get so God Damn anxious you don't know what were up against here. " the squad leader turned to me " number 13!" I turned to look at her " yes Ma'am!" I said startled " You nervous solder? " she asked " No ma'am just doing a mental prep for the Knock down." I could see her smile behind that thick black full-helm visor " good just try to keep your wits when we enter or you will get killed. " I nodded to show I understood. " No worries ma'a..." The Armor van was tossed to the side as a Mine exploded blowing the doors off beside me, shrapnel tearing into my left side, damaging my Knee and shoulder as I was tossed air bound into a tree. The Van flipping and landing on its right lay as ringing fills my ears. I stood up quickly, in an attempt to regain my balance and hearing " 13! 13! you still alive?" the squad leader cried as she and the rest start to fire into the darkness.
" Yeah, some how." I spoke over the iCom. Turning on my visors Stats-Hud, the thick darkness dispersed as it switched on. "Good Evening Jerico" the AI spurted. " Delta, Locate SD7 and distance to group. " i said calmly as the commanders symbol apeared at the side of my Visor. " Run Full system diagnostic on lifesupport and stats. " The stats pulled up on the bottom left hand corner of the Hud. How the hell was I even standing? My left leg was all but severed from just below my knee. " 13, Moving to your position." the Commanders voice roared over the ICom as the firing stopped, Her beacon started moving toward my position.
" Good to see you survived Kid." she said as her and the others came into view. "Scanning vitals..." the information on my Hud downloaded to hers, " Calling Immediate e vac, now." the fourth man in the group stated. " Don't worry 13, you'll be just fine." she said as i nodded. This was rare. The only time that any one was E Vaced was when the injury was near life threatening. How much blood was i loosing standing here? " Ma'am? " she turned to me. " Why am i being air lifted out of here?" I asked as the other rookie helped sit me down. " My injuries arn't too serious. I can still continue the mission. " she raised a hand to silence me and shook her head. " the Lss states otherwise. your too young to die from some stupid injury like that. And it would be difficult to finish this mission and watch your a** at the same time. this was all ready a near suicide mission to beguin with and you would just slow us down. " I nodded to show i understood. " we'll stay till your out of here kid." I started to feel lightheaded, then everything went dark.
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