You turn in the direction of the caves, realizing that they would offer the best form of protection against the attack chopper's armament, you half run, half limp towards the nearby caves, the sounds of the helicopter getting closer as it turned around to make another pass. Just as you made it to the mouth of the cave the Blackshark completed its turn and opened up with the main gun again, the rock and snow around you exploding in a fury of sparks and powder. In one last burst of energy you dive into the cave and land on your injured shoulder, gasping out loudly as the chopper breaks off again, quickly you crawl inside and get to your feet, turning on your light and running deeper into the cave.
After running for what seemed like forever, you stop and turn around, not seeing or hearing anyone follow you, you lean against the cave wall and sit down, holding your throbbing shoulder. You close your eyes and sigh, waiting for the pain to subside, but the sudden sound of footsteps made you stand up,switching off your flashlight you stand in silence, waiting to see who it was......
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