Girls Frontline: Cruel World

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=== Memory 3177A9 ===

Maria - Nita? Why are you here?

Beam of light, powered by a handheld flashlight in Maria's arms, shined on Nita.

An old burn't down farm, were overgrown and ruined, after a few decades on not receiving any maintenance. Not much left from once a proud farm.

Late night sky with a full blown moon, were the only natural light sources here.

Nita - I am sorry. But Sergei was aware of your sneaking out of the camp. He requested that i would accompany you, to provide any nessessery protection. And if you want me to leave, i am required to inform you, that i was instructed to ignore any such requests.

Maria - So that is his idea of trust?

Nita - You know that we do trust you… But we care for you too…

Maria - Say whatever you want… [data error] … know the importance of our goal here. This isn't just an band of strangers we have at our camp, they have their own role… You will understand that some day.

Nita - I would like you to reconsider. But that is beside the point. What are you doing here? Not really any place of interest here. You are not looking for a suplies… Am i right?

Maria - Good observation. But… [data error] … you to hide and lay low. My guest is comming!

An ray of light appeared on a horizon. Car were moving to the spot, where Maria were standing. Maria looked around, but Nita was already hiding somewhere. So she didn't find her standing beside self.

Maria - Come on… Mister [ERROR link 3N]. You know how far things have gone.

In attempt to calm herself, Maria muttered to herself.

Car arrived to the spot, stoping few meters away from Maria. Then one door opened, and [ERROR link 3N] walked out. While keeping a soft smile, while looking at the Maria

[ERROR] - And here thought… [data error] … so how things are going on your side?

Man talked while he was coming closer to the Maria

Maria - So far things are fine. Do they… [data error] … keep the experement going forward.

[ERROR] - I am fine with that. But you know what higher ups thing about this little project. I can't keep it secret forever. They want results [ERROR link 00]. They put millions on this project, and so far they only have promisses. You are not even sharing what is this so called subject, or what is going on in this experiment of yours!

Maria - Just tell them to wait. The way things are going, all i need is more tests. Speaking of tests... Did you get the Varyag's to get in on it? The last groups were weak...

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Streets were getting flooded. Rain just kept going. Varyag's camp were restless, but not active either. Nobody wanted to walk around when such rain kept pouring.

Boris and Nita managed to sneak in, and hide behind one of the cars.

Boris - Alright. You make a distraction, i will try to make it to the back, and resque everyone. Once i am done, i will try to get a car for us, and pick you up on a way to our escape.

Nita - I am ready.

One more time, Nita cheked her rifle and ammo belt. Then noded to Boris. And so Boris went out, in attempt to sneak out and to the back of the restoraunt.

Mid way through. Doors of restoraunt opened, and a few Magni soldiers went out, they headed to their cars, and get in to them. But the Client didn't went outside, nor does the car started it's engine.

Nita - You have to be kidding me!

It was a moment, when she is supposed to start a distraction. Unlike Varyag's man, Magni soldiers were better equiped, and probobly better trained. Not really a recepie of a good fight in her favor. But non the less, time for action has come.

Cold barrel of Nitro Express Rifle pointed at few Varyag's the were convinently sitting in one line. And the first shot announced the beggining of action, and ended existance of the menioned few Varyag's. Just in a moment, the streets were flooded with sounds of gunfight.

Few Varyag's that were guarding backdoor, rushed to the main point of action. Boris took advantage of that, coming closer to the door.

Boris - Don't mind if i do!

A silly one-liner, just to break some tension. But Boris's hands were shaking. As he entered the door. He cheked on his wound one more time. He didn't even noticed that he was injured, untill they climbed the stairs. There were no pain, just little trail of blood on his shirt. He tried to put some bandage on it, but the bleeding never stoped. And he was feeling worse and worse minute by a minute. None the less, he had to keep moving.

Boris - I lived long enough for someone who died a year ago!

With a pained smile, Boris opened the door and walked inside.

Immideatly, he was met with a two Varyag's, who were not ready to sudden appearence of an armed, angry army man. Without hesitation, Boris opened fire. The duo of Varyag's fell down.

The sound of shoots reached the basement. Seven people lifted their heads, to look at the metal door. Everyone started looking around, mainly looking at eachother. Everyone were black and blue from beating. Some were having trouble to even stand up!

Maksim - Don't know what you think guys... But most likely... This is our little rescue army. And we are getting out of here!

Olya - For once, I hope you are right old man!

Maksim - Hey... I am not that old! Besides... Age is just a number

Olya - Really now?

Irina - He just trying to defuse the tension! You know how it goes!

Olya - I prefer to defuse someone who would come through this door!

WIth her slender hands, Olya reached in to her left boot, and puled out a screwdriver.

Irina - Oh... Really?

Maksim - Shh! Someone coming!

Heavy footsteps and grunts of pain, followed by a hollow *thud*... Sounds behind the door were chaotic. Then there was sound of something heavy hitting the foor, somethinf wooden broken, followed by a heavy knock on a door, twice! After a long five seconds, few shots ended this chaos.

Everyone in the basement were getting ready... But noone knew for what. Olya were gripping her screwdriver, ready to jump on whoever walk through the door. Irina backed to the farest wall of the basement. Maksim, waited in the middle of the room. Others were stood up from the floor. But everyone's gaze were focused on the door.

Finaly, few *Clicks* sounds were made by the door, and slowly, door started opening. Boris opened the door. Everyone sigh with a relief.

Boris - Happy to see this drunk son of a gun, yeah? Then get moving, you lazy bastards!

Everyone rushed to the door. One by one, they were walking getting upstairs. But when Maksim were walking past Boris, who kept looking around, he noticed that he was bleeding.

Maksim - You good? Should i help?

Boris - For once... Just get out of here. I will be fine once we all get out of here!