David nodded "Sir." He acknowledged before looking down the sights of his rifle. He was no where near close enough "Sir, I'm going to close the distance and keep them occupied. It will give you the chance to rid the world of two more muties." David adjusted his eyepatch, making it more confortable, and replaced his helmet. (The armour now in Outcast colours) He proceded to creep down the hill, taking a few pot shots at the mutants as he got closer.
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