FreelancerRecruits

The grenade went off, sending him sprawling. With the explosion still ringing slightly in his ears, despite his helmet, he stood. He ached, the exertions of the past few days taking their toll on his body and mind. A group of the enemy, Insurrectionists he reminded himself, lay scattered. He walked stiffly over to the nearest, least damaged corpse. Yep, they were definitely dead. He found himself tearing up slightly. He shook his head, embarrassed. How long had he been there, on that mission? It could only have been a few days but it felt like weeks had passed. A sound, the whirring of jets met his ears. He was saved. Looking up he saw 479er&