Redemptions Revolution PT4 Clovis Point

Ten miles north of the city of Mintho, planet Persephone, late February 2507

In a low crawl there is little to be seen of the impending doom that stalks them. Slowly peeking up, his head laid sideways, Allen spies two Alliance soldiers relieving themselves behind the camp. Though dark out their distinctive purple and gray uniforms tell exactly who they are. Without reservations he slides his sidearm from its holster. Crawling inches closer he can hear them talking in the darkened surroundings.

“…but that’s why you just pay ‘em and leave. Gonna cost you more in the end if you have to keep ‘em around for the long haul.” Says soldier one.

“I don’t get why we gotta leave payment. We’re the gorram military. Either they can take it or take a bullet in the head.” gloats soldier two.

“We’re getting’ discount prices now. Just think. When this is all over we’ll be stuck paying thrice as much, take a chance at goin’ to lockup, or saving for years for one chance with a real Companion if we can even attract one.” states soldier one.

“Screw that! I’ll just stay in some outer rim planet post and run ‘em out myself. No point in payin’ for it if’n you already own it.” soldier two raises his voice, “Nee ta ma duh. Tyen-shia suo-yo duh run doh gai si!” *Fuck everyone in the universe to death*

THUNKTHUNK THUNKTHUNK

Both soldiers slump to the ground as Allen took the raised voice and used it to cover his final movement before firing. After sitting still and checking to see if he gained any attention he moves to the bodies, soldier one is still breathing. Allen rolls him onto his face while pulling a large hunting knife from under his coat, the turkey feather and rabbits foot dangle into sight for a brief moment. Pressing the point of the knife at the base of the soldier’s skull with his left hand he uses his right, still holding his pistol, to push hard on the pommel of the knife. The soldier’s body twitches slightly as Allen moves to check the equipment the he carrie