Agent one, are you there?
‘Yes sir’
my walky-talky buzzed. We need you to retreat immediately. I repeat. Retreat immediately.
I frowned from my upside down position in the tree. Retreat? I could see no reason to retreat. The walky-talky buzzed to life again.
Mayday, Mayday. Retreat! I repe… fuzz.
‘Sir?’
fuzz
‘SIR!’
Saying that so loud was definitely stupid; I wriggled to a different position on the tree just as machine gun shots were fired in my direction. Fortunately, they were fired in the wrong tree.
I glanced down and some soldiers looking around below. Enemy soldiers.
I smiled, pulling a grenade out of my pocket, waiting for them to get a little farther away…
Perfect. I pulled the key and chucked it.
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BOOM !