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As a medic, Hex went out with different units, day and night. It was Sunday and Nyx was with Bond for the night, so Hex had volunteered for an extra patrol. He wanted an honest to god bath and that was going to be expensive.
He was dressed in his uniform, such that it was, with his medic pack on his back and a rifle in his hands. The group had set out just after dusk. Tonight's mission was raiders and supplies. Supplies could be difficult in the dark. And raiders were becoming a promlem farther and farther away.
Part of the unit had broken off to find some wood for a fire. That left Hex, two other blokes, and Kersen.
And then shots hang out and the 4 of them took cover.
"Who the fuck is that at this hour?" Matty asked.
"Raiders, dumbass," replied Mark.
"Everyone else is going to come back to an ambush," Hex said. "We've got to take care of them."
He looked at Kersen. This was what he'd been told was the point of the vampire.
"Well?" he asked. "I'll cover you."
He was dressed in his uniform, such that it was, with his medic pack on his back and a rifle in his hands. The group had set out just after dusk. Tonight's mission was raiders and supplies. Supplies could be difficult in the dark. And raiders were becoming a promlem farther and farther away.
Part of the unit had broken off to find some wood for a fire. That left Hex, two other blokes, and Kersen.
And then shots hang out and the 4 of them took cover.
"Who the fuck is that at this hour?" Matty asked.
"Raiders, dumbass," replied Mark.
"Everyone else is going to come back to an ambush," Hex said. "We've got to take care of them."
He looked at Kersen. This was what he'd been told was the point of the vampire.
"Well?" he asked. "I'll cover you."
