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Chapter 22 Battlefield Part 3 Stirring Within

Running was getting to him now. The injuries were starting to bother him. Running smack dab into a patrol for another group was the biggest mistake in moving about so far.

"Nope!" William darted off the side but not before sending up another flare. If the other members didn't make it towards the mine yet they better hurry the hell up. Passing a few dead soldiers scattered about, it wasn't difficult to gain hold of them for personal use. 'No more cover and now this!'

"We have a real prize here!" An enemy soldier said with glee. "A former Seatholder out on his own!" The odds of someone recognizing him as low, but not impossible. Especially with the camouflage of mud and dirt mostly blown and sweated off.

"Such a shitty way to address someone!" Swinging his arm with the momentum of the run, William downed at least one before he was forced to confront the others. "I am not the best anymore, but I won't go down nicely!" 

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