Something Different

Part 5

Sylov eliminates a bunch of other people, which were any remaining people around the AA gun who hadn't died from the initial blast.

I stand up and take a shaky breath. I can't believe I killed a child... I started walking away, back the way we came. I just wanted to get out of there.

Sylov notices. "Hey, where the hell are you going?" he said, reloading his AK.

I turn around and take off the goggles. I wipe away my tears. "I don't know...I'm still processing the fact that I just shot a kid in the face, Sylov! I'm not some heartless bastard like you..."

"Yeah, well, we have three other anti-air guns to take out, and you're coming. Unless you'd rather go out the same way that kid did," Sylov said, placing a hand on his pistol.

I actually hesitate before glaring at Sylov. I look away and put on my goggles to avoid showing my tears any longer. "Fine. Really seeing the friendship shine through, Sylov."

"And seeing that child isn't anything compared to what we've seen." Sylov said, walking northeast.

"You've all been around the block a few times. This is my first operation. I used to take care of kids, Sylov, as if they were my own." I follow Sylov, but only to help the team as a whole. I felt a bit betrayed for some reason, and I planned on not talking to Sylov for fun for awhile. "I hate seeing kids hurt. And you act like it was some animal. As if they meant nothing."

"The last time we tried to help civilians, they got blown to shit aboard the biggest aircraft carrier in our Navy. Two thirds of them were women and children, so, no, I don't think they're animals. Only the ones who cause that shit," he said, getting pissed off while on the subject.

I bite my lip and look down. "I...I'm sorry..." I feel pretty guilty as I recount the tone of his voice. I decided to shut up and only talk when I really needed to. I was done pissing the team off. Sylov stayed silent, probably thinking to himself as he went up a small hill. I look to Sylov and I feel a heavy pain on my heart. I'm always to angry and rude to him...I need to get myself under control... Sylov reaches the top of the hill and looks down at the next AA gun. I stand next to Sylov and observe it as well. I look around us and study the land around us. Sylov begins to descend the hill, weapon at the ready.

I stay where I am, and I take out the enemies. I'll apologize when we get back to the base...then I could go straight to the pot and cook up some dinner to distance myself from him.

Sylov does the same, as he sprays bullets everywhere. I see a child running, and I sigh happily. That one was going to live another day.

Sylov kills everyone in his path and plants another C4 on the AA gun. I shoot a few more people before keeping an eye on Sylov. Please be careful...

After the C4 was planted, Sylov dashed off once again. He took a graze to the shoulder. I shoot the man who shot at Sylov in the eye and I keep an eye out for enemies. I open my pack and pull out a few things to help Sylov. I set them next to me, knowing he probably didn't want help from a cadet. He runs and gets behind a rock, looking up at me to see if I'm ready for the detonation. I nod and crouch down behind the barrier, ready for the explosion. The explosion happens, debris going everywhere. I hear only a few screams, and I sigh in relief. As the explosion settles, I go over to Sylov with the medical supplies.

"Fix yourself up."

I get up and head over to the explosion sight. I keep my eye out for any enemies and I take down a few. I get to any survivors and put them out of their misery, murmuring an apology before I fire the gun. Afterwards, I start towards Sylov, not knowing there was a man aiming his gun at me from behind.

Sylov just kinda wrapped his arm with a bandage and left the other stuff there. When he stood, he noticed the enemy and whipped out his favorite .44 Magnum, and shot the dude, right in the chest. My eyes had widened when Sylov pointed the gun at me, but he hadn't been aiming at me. I look back and see the man drop. I look back to Sylov and nod once. I walk over and look down at the supplies. 

"Thanks...and I can tell you just wrapped it." I took the scissors and cut the bandages. I take hydrogen peroxide and I dab the wound, emotionless. I finish cleaning and I wrap it up properly. I look up to Sylov when I finish and laugh softly. "Don't ya know how to properly clean your wounds?"

"I could care less about getting hurt," he said, walking away.

I follow, walking by his side. "If you get hurt, you'll probably get an infection if you don't take care of it. Then you could either get real sick or die. I think don't think you'd be better off dead."

"I think I am better off. Not having to see any of this."

I shake my head. "To be honest...I'd rather stick with you and the boys than be dead, even seeing and doing all of this. You guys are the only thing I've got, besides my brother...though he's on a whole other team." I sigh and smile slightly. I take off my goggles and look at the stars for a moment. Then I look to Sylov. "Look at the stars, Sylov. Enjoy the little things."

"The little things cant replace the big things," he said, walking still.

Having no idea what to say back, I put my goggles back on and follow. "Yes sir..." I bite my lip, my heart a bit heavy. Why do I have feelings for Sylov? He's just a downer. Never looks at the positive... "I'm sorry, sir."

"What for?" Sylov asks, looking back at me.

I look up and sigh softly. "For saying all that. I feel like that it shows me a side of you that I'm not too fond of..."