"F***ING B****! GET BACK HERE!" he scrame as he fired at her chopper, he was frustrated, no, Pissed, marlin hadn't been like This in Years he got up and started to run with his rifle, shooting while running, still making the fatal shots, but not as well, he wasn't making them go quick like usual he was making his targets suffer this time. he stopped a second and fell back a few yards, making his way around the fire he started to make his way into the back of the other company, he was hiting them in the back of the head, not fatal enough, and then shooting them in the guts, so they would not be repaired. Many have not seen the ruthlessness of Marlin, and those who have, haven't been alive for long, exept for the commander of course. Marlin was shooting at them from behind, most of them, since it was an ambush were fighting face in front, spine in back and thats where he was shooting at. Those with their foolish backs toward him. He grabbed a (technological?) M4 and started to blast them, he was still pissed and had adrenaline fueling his rage, soon their company started to notice him, they started to fire back, he took a couple shots in in the arms, and yet he was still going
Adrenaline is a very helpful ally at times..... He started to zigzag his way away and covered his tracks with grenades back at his enemy's. "FRAKING SAUNDRA!!" he scram into the snow. His adrenaline was starting do die out and he started to notice his blows to the arms and chest, most of the chest blows didn't even touch his skin thanks to his vest and other light armor, but the ones to the arms, a few got through, he sat down and started to patch himself up, a few minutes later he grabbed his rifle back up and started to make his way back to check point A.
[Radio=Marlin]"Yeah. *cough* this is marlin i'm starting to.. to.. Fall back *cough/spit* to checkpoint "A" meet me there when this is through i think i took out enough" he said with a small smile on his face, he made his way back to "A" and patched himself up a little more. he grabbed his pack and started to eat a little food.
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