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The shadowy figures of the Federal Guard raced over the top of the hill.
Fred yelled in rage, unloading round after round of ammunition at the
enemy. The Curnel fired a deadly ball of plasma energy, obliterating a
group of enemy troops. Fred pegged out a couple as well - they
collapsed, shrieking in pain. "Ha, we'll show 'em, Curnel!" Fred laughed. "Curnel?" The body of Curnel Schumax lay motionless, more boils and genetic deformities bubbling up every second. "Go... Freex..." Schumax whispered. "This is an order... take care of the rest..." Sobbing, Fred obeyed, racing to the back of the hill and leaping off, rolling through bushes and brambles not yet vaporized by the fighting. On the hill above, as Federal troops surrounded him, Curnel Schumax detonated the plasma core of the projector, reducing the entire top of the hill to a frothy mass of corpses. Blood rained from the sky. "Dammit! Fuck! FUCK!!!" Fred screamed hysterically as he ran, fingers grasping his assualt rifle in a deathgrip. All around him were the dead. Sporadic gun and laser fire lit up the night, as Fred ran and stumbled, running where even he knew not. Finally he tripped over someone's eviscerated torso and rolled into a trench.
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