He Lives

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As I stood up, knocking some of the dust off of me, I stared at the marine who had helped me out. I noticed his name was J. Lang.

"Hey, aren't you one of them ODSTs?" He said with a strong southern accent.

I gave a quick nod, as he studied my armor. He reached forward, and dusted of a small part of my armor off.

"You're part of the....the Gold Fire Squad?! But, the Gold Fire was supposed to be eliminated!"

He looked up at me, and I punched him in the gut, then, as he bent over, I kicked him in the face, knocking him out.

"That was close..." I said to myself. I looked down at the fallen marine, then looked around, taking in my surroundings. I found part of a map, half of it burned away. Luckily, it still included the base I was at, and the nearest city. I looked down at my armor.

"I'm gonna need something else if I want to pass as an everyday civilian." I said to no one but myself.

I looked around, and noticed a white T-shirt. Probably belonged to one of the scientists. I looked around some more, and found some torn camo pants. I threw off my torn, shattered armor, and put on the shirt and pants.

Folding the map into my pocket, I walked out, and to top it all off, I found a baseball cap on the way out.

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