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In front of the gate, Devon put Marlene down gently.
"Open the gate! We are unarmed! I'm carrying a wounded civilian!" Devon punches the Iron Gate.
"(God damn it!) Open up! We're not with the Mercs!"
"Opening gate, stand clear." Said the voice from loudspeaker.
"C'mon, grab my hand, can you walk?" Devon reaches for Marlene.
"I think... i can..."
"Lets go inside, i need their help to heal your wound. (she's looking pretty bad, i have to hurry.)"
"...Okay..." Marlene takes Devon's hand, trying to stand.
Marlene rested on Devon's shoulder,
"(Everything is blurry...) I'm sorry..." Marlene whispered, then they walked slowly.
"You don't have to, it's my fault."
Rebel Troops rushes from inside the gate, giving necessary covering fire for Devon and Marlene.
"We're inside!" Devon said while helping Marlene walk.
Suddenly, Marlene falls down, she has lost her consciousness.
"Marlene! Please, hang in there... Marlene!"
"Tower, Close the gate! Open artillery batteries and gun bunkers!"
"Roger that sir, opening artillery batteries and gun bunkers 1 to 5..."
A Rebel Troop run towards Devon,
"Hey kid, can you operate a handgun!?"
"I thin--"
"Can you Pull the freaking trigger!?"
"Uh!? Yes!"
"Good! Now take this, we need all the help we can get. Now go to the nearest gun bunker!"
"Okay!"
The troop gave Devon an old Colt M1911 handgun, then he runs to gun bunker 3,
"Hey kid, make every shot count. Bullets are hard to come by these days. Don't waste those bullets!"
"Yes sir! Please take care of her! I beg of you!"
"Don't worry kid... now go! We need medic here!"
"Thank you sir..."
.....
"(...I guess I'll just stick with the 'ordinary teenager' plan, they must not know about my true identity...)"
