The game of wits episode 18

GAME OF WITS
(ROLLED OUT DICE)
BY AUTHOR SMART
EPISODE 18
In the middle of the cars a door opened and a man in Agbada walked out.
His face was clearly filled with fear and tension, his expression was tensed, immediately he climbed down, the soldiers around him, immediately circled around him in a professional manner, he was in the middle.
They all headed for a bush near there in a bid to protect his life.
The shooting now intensified so seriously that, the remaining soldiers, tried covering up those who left with the major general, so as to buy time for them.
Ricky’s workers were too brutal, and cared less about their life, and their weapon weren’t any weaker than the soldiers own, not especially now, that it is a surprise attack.
Soldiers and Ricky’s men, fell down in like manner, but unknowingly some group of men were already after the major general and his men.
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Frank marched the break, like a demon possessed man, and they all sneaked out, and made for the bush where the major general was.
Unknowingly, the soldiers protecting the general at the moment, we’re the best trained military personnel, the Elite squad. It wasn’t just ant random trained soldiers.
They sallied forth carefully, hiding at intervals to make sure the coast was clear before proceeding.
They continued until they sighted an uncompleted building, it was an upstairs still in construction, deadly shootings could be heard within, yells of brutal killings continued.
The four of them sneaked in, just as they made their way in, one of the Ricky’s men who was in the outer part of the building, opened fire on them. The four of them took dives in different directions, some rolling and ducked away.
The walls of the uncompleted building trembled from the impact, as the wh0le rain out of bullet lunged into the wall.
Frank, who was in a more advantaged place, pulled out a dagger from his boots and flinged it, the dagger throw achieved it’s result as it pierced into the man’s neck, destroying his vocal cords, blood pumped out, like a Lilly, Mr. Ricky’s man knelt down dead.
They all pulled out from their different hide outs and made their way into the building.
Killing anyone In sight, they killed anyone whether you are a soldier or Mr. Ricky’s terrorists, so far you attacked them first.
The soldiers were well trained and very professional, but few in number, the terrorists, semi trained, but very suicidal and had zero care for their lives, and were very many in number.
The sight was so bloody, as dead bodies lay in strategic places, with the high voice of the highest in rank among the military personnel ordering for a back up, through a call that they were under attack.
Richærd dodged to the side, as a bullet whizzes pass him, it was more like a reflex action, he wasn’t even intentional about dodging the bullet. He breathed out cold air as he felt his close he was with death, not less than 5 seconds ago.
Just then, he was knocked down from behind and he rolled around and it was a soldier.
The soldier came above him and pointed a gun at him, the soldier pulled the trigger immediately, and Richærd rolled to the side, eating sand in the process.
He pulled an acrobatic stunt, that propelled him upwards. The soldier also continued firing random shots, but Richærd immediately took cover, after counting down on how many bullet the soldier still had in stock, he suddenly ran out and made a zig zag run, the attack was a surprising one and the soldier wasn’t expecting the attack, as he felt he should be in hiding, he just fired the gun out of instinct and the urge to save his head, but sadly he missed all.
Richærd on coming near made a piercing dive, as he speared the man to the ground.
He rammed several punches to the soldiers face, the soldier turned him over and also started raining myriads of punch on him too.
They both were turning each other over and raining abuses on their faces with punches, the soldier suddenly pulled out a knife from his back, and made to knife down. Richærd, but Richærd held unto the man’s arm unwilling to let go.
Just then another man ran in and fired shot at Richærd who had turned the man over. Richærd quickly rolled off and the bullet hit the man lying down on his forehead, knocking him dead straight.
The man pointed the gun towards Richærd who was on the ground and quite helpless, he was about squeezing the trigger when Stan suddenly ran in, diverting the man’s attention he quickly fired at Stan who just entered the place, and Stan also reciprocated the shooting.
The man lay down dead immediately, while Stan knelt down as he held on his kneck, where blood started oozing out in torrents.
Richærd quickly ran up and quickly held him as Stan was about hitting the ground, the bullet had caught him in his neck.
“Please hold on bro you would be fine.”
Richærd said pulling out the bag beside him, to bring out some medical kits.
But, Stan with his blood coated arm stopped him with a smile, as blood stained his teeth.
“It’s already late, I know I would be dying no need wasting your strength. I don’t really know why you are after this guys, but please make sure you make the best out of it.”
He said smiling, and suddenly closed his eyes gently in death.
Richærd, scre-med out his lungs as tears filled his head, Stan actually took what should be his death.
“Nooooooooooooooo!!!”
He scre-med as he carried the dead body of Stan to a safe place and picked up his gun, with tears still rolling down his eyes.
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