11 February 2013
Without thinking of the consequences, I opened the box real fast, grabbed all the remaining grenades and loaded my gun, all my men were dead and now I was the last. These bastards were hunting us and they were doing it for fun.
Deep in the amazon jungle, on a training exercise, we were to follow a set route to the camp. But it's ended up with my troops demise. I was on my own, freezing cold and damp.
I started to follow their trail, barefoot in mud is easy to track, I tracked my enemy until the rising of the sun. I didn't think for one minute, that I'd be coming back, but these bastards killed my men and I had to do what had to be done.
Payback • Opuss № I