Mud dripped from his mask.
A combat knife in one hand and a grenade in the other.
This is what a patriot, a warrior for country is met to do.
‘FIGHT FOR FREEDOM OR DIE TRYING’
He slowly walks towards his enemy, knowing full well he has to kill him or sacrifice himself to kill the enemy of his state.
Glory doesn’t motivates Golden Spartan, nor doe’s fame.
His main purpose is to win, or die trying, but Have Honor.
Golden Spartan stands inches behind the foot-soldier he calls “His Enemy”, he slowly raise his combat knife and thrust it upon the soldiers spine. He then rap his other arm around the soldiers neck, thus choking him.
The Soldier drops his Assault Rifle and struggles, but just in vain.
He brings it out slowly and wiping the blood on his enemies chest.
He stand there for a few minutes with the soldier hanging from his arm, with the grenade ready to sacrifice them both if he haven’t successfully killed his enemy.
Now Golden Spartan nerves is at rest, for now.
He thinks about all the face’s of his enemies he see even after death.
His hands are forever stained with the blood of his enemies.
But this is his task, his duty. To rid of his state of any kind of enemies. With or without a cost.
He then got his composure back, and slowly let his grip go of his enemy.
The soldier hit the ground with a loud ‘THUD‘.
He retrieve the soldiers Assault Rifle and radio.
A voice poured out of the radio as he was picking it up, “HQ to Private Devain. What’s the Status report?”
He stood there looking into the radio as if it can give him a answer to what he should do.
“HQ to Private. What’s the status report!?” The voice again repeated but with a force of anger.
“HQ to Squadron 7. Need investigation to pursed to location DG120!”
Golden Spartan know he was running out of time before Squadron 7 arrived.
He took the soldiers corpse and plunge him into the mud’s where he arose, hoping they wouldn’t see the gory site of it.
He then slowly climbed on a near by tree, over seeing the area
He then heard branches braking.
“It must be them” he said to himself.
He point the rifle at the direction of the noise.
And slowly a group of 9 come out of a covering. Showing themselves, not knowing they are already dead.
Golden Spartan took out his grenade and pulled the pin.
He then prayed with the grenade leaned against his mask.
“For Honor” he murmured.
And he tossed the grenade towards the unknowing soldier and there fates.
‘BANG’ 3 soldiers were instantly torned apart. The other 6 hit the group trying to take cover from what the believe is a attack from another squadron. Golden Spartan then started to pick then off. One by one. There death was conclusive.
When he had no more bullets left from his Assault Rifle, he then jump out of the tree and went fist first into combat.
There were two soldiers left .
One was trying to run but Golden Spartan mauled him down. And slice his throat with ease. As the soldier was falling Golden Spartan was grab into a headlock by the other. Dropping his combat knife
With little effort Golden Spartan grab the soldier from beneath and body slammed him into the mud.
The man was blinded, but the Golden Spartan was stalking his pray.
The Soldier started to swing incontrollable with nervousness.
Golden Spartan stood near watching this whole all deal.
Golden Spartan then put his hands together forming a ball of energy.
The soldier then stopped and whipped his eye’s.
With little to save himself the soldier dives into the mud.
But it was to last as the man was in the air Golden Spartan let go of his ball of energy and it hit the man.
Body parts started to go different places where Golden Spartan was near. Blood spur down from the sky.
And little was to identify the soldier.
Golden Spartan then knee down and slowly pray for his enemies.
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