Chpt.9 Falling
Chpt. 9 Falling
We where awoke the next morning by a smashing on the small huts door, everyone instantly sprung grabbing their weapons, which was followed by a collective groan due to the hangover. We slowly approached the door, rifles trained upon it, and as I flung it open a once angry, but now very frightened looking dragon stood in front of us, turned out he was the pilot we had talked to.
After many groans, painkillers and a brief conversation with the pilot we came to know as Ricky, we found the plane was out of fuel and the only fuel in the camp was in a carrier jet for mid air refuelling, thankfully it could be done on the ground, as Kyle and I stood back to back holding the pump up he said "Jordan, have you realised that otter kid over there has been popin a pill ever 20 minutes?" to which I replied "huh yeah wonder what the hell it is...anxiety maybe???" I couldn't really have cared less as for the first day in about a week it wasn't raining but sadly the sun was burning straight through my aviators and straight into the back of my hung-over skull.
By the time the fuel was filled everyone else had loaded the cargo of ammunition and food, just in case something had happened back home. On the plane we were silent holding pictures of loved ones close to us and thinking of home, we were smiling and laughing until Conner collapsed face first onto the deck of the plane, everyone immediately dropped what they were doing and ran to him, as I picked him up I realised his shoulder was damp and warm, when we took off his shirt he was bleeding from a huge bite in his shoulder, the pills he had been taking had been slowing the infection, until he ran out that was. He began to gasp for breath and convulse choking on blood, then after violently shaking he stopped and everyone stood back, unfortunately Luke hadn't stood back far enough and Conner jumped up sinking his teeth into lukes throat I drew my pistol putting to rounds in the side of both their temples, the blood spattering on Sam and the infection began to work its way into her, without hesitation I adjusted my position and shot her too.
Gasping for breath I nearly collapsed, thankfully john and Kyle caught me pulling me to a seat and resting me while they went about moving the bodies I tried to make sense of what I'd just done whilst regaining my breath. A call soon came down from Ricky, "what the fuck is going on down there!?!" Sam answered it I was too busy composing myself. Sam turned to us and said " the pilots told me we are about to move over Paris so gather your kit and hide the body's they won't let us land if they see them." We then dispersed gathering weapons, ammunition, food, water and medical supplies as we had to prepare for the worst, whilst the plane was crossing the English channel, all the lights went out and a red light illuminated the cargo bay, Ricky came running out and shouted "grab a shoot we got EMPed and we need to bail fuckin now!!!" just after which anti aircraft fire began to tear apart the aircraft blowing one of Ricky's legs of Sam ran over to see to him while Kyle came to me with a parachute asking me if I was ready, I vigorously shook my head.
"What!?!?!?" he shouted
I said whilst shaking "unhuh, cant..."
"And whys that??? You afraid of heights"
"Nope..."
"What then???"
"The sea, we are going to land in the sea..."
"Ah...shit..."
I began to hyperventilate I was try to control my breathing so much looking out the open back of the slowly falling cargo ship, John came over and said "Ricky wants to stay on the plane, ill might u guys down there!" then continued to jump of the plane, Kyle said "look, I'm getting outta here, it's your choice if you follow." Then followed by john's example. I spent a moment controlling my breathing whilst pacing up and down I eventually shouted "FUCK IT!!!" then sprinted and jumped of the end of the ramp following Kyle and johns beacons to the ground which was now beginning to cum into sight through the thick night cloud cover, then the anti-aircraft fir once again started.
Cutting through all over are parachutes, all I remember is the dark sky's filled with rain and the flashes of gun fire as I fell to the ground helpless. I awoke with dazed vision to the image of john crouched over me shaking me, when my vision eventually cleared and I became fully conscious half of the tigers head turned into red mist as his corpse limply fail upon me, when I rolled it off me I was greeted by Kyle outstretched hand with bullets zipping all around us.