Jones climbed into the cabin and slumped into a seat. He looked at his reflection in the dark window. A ghost stared back.
He walked right up to the front gate. A heavy, bearded sergeant emptied an entire PKM machine gun magazine into his chest. Jones staggered back, holes appearing in his coat like a swarm of angry moths. Blood dripped onto the snow. He felt his ribs crack. His lungs screamed.
The mission objective updated: Reach the extraction point.
