Eric kept on firing through the back window, trying to hit the driver of the approaching truck. The ruts in the road and the swerving both trucks are doing didn't give him very good shots though. He growled, and to vent a little anger he kicked the man they had in the back of the head. He then drew another bead and tried to land a few more hits. 

unlike his partner Eric wasn't belted in. He was free and loose. The truck that came barreling out of the trees hit the back end. And Eric felt himself lift off the floor of the back of the truck. He slammed into the cieling of the truck, then came down hard. He realized they are rolling, something had hit them and sent them flying. He felt his head slam against the floor and he blacked out.

He came too, when he was wrenched out of the truck and thrown to the ground. The world buzzed and keened. It took him awhile to realize was was going on. slowly he started to hear voices. People talking, someone yelling. It took him a moment or two for the daze to clear enough for him to recognize first the voice of Markus. He tried to open his eyes, and felt pain, he didn't know it at the time but during the roll his goggles had been ripped off, and a shard of glass had ripped open his eye. His left eye bled and sat useless now. But his right opened, bruised and bloodshot. He sighed, everything is blurry, "Markus.....I can't see man...I can't see...what's going on?" He heard the voice again, the commander it sounded like, "Markus? What's going on?" he felt someone grab him by the back of the head, and then he felt someone kick him in the spine. He hissed in pain, and fell forward. He growled, "Markus!? What the fuck is going?" His vision came back. In time to watch the soldier stab Markus. His world focused in and he got one last look right before Markus was tossed off the cliff.

Everything came into sharp focus. The pain in his head faded. As the soldiers chuckled over it they turned to look at Eric. One looked up the hill and started to climb. The other pulled out a taser and started to make his way over to Eric. He looked up, suddenly too, and Eric made his move. He didn't hear the first soldier drop. He was far to busy. He planted his boot into the soliders knee. The interesting thing about armoring. Is it's designed to stop bullets. But it was still supple, and could bend. Eric slammed the sole of his boot into the man's knee and felt it move then break. As the man screamed in pain Eric spun and kicked again,the sole of his boot again slamming into the man's face plate. And he felt nose, cheekbones and upper jaw shatter. The man dropped quickly. And eric lifted his foot again, and stomped once...twice...thrice...four time...five time...six...seven...until nothing. The man's head a pulped mess only kept in shape by mask, helmet and balaclava.

eric looked around as bet he could, then pulled his boot knife, cutting his bindings, then grabbed for his radio, "Break break break, Command this is Osprey Two Actual, Break for Osprey Two Actual!" A split second later he got a return, "Go for Osprey Two Actual." Eric growled as the pain started to return, "Command, Eric, Osprey two...Osprey One is KIA...Allies of mark attacked us...Markus is down...get a QRF here ASAP! Osprey two is wounded, can't get out on my own. Position is..." He rattled off their position, "Get a QRF evac team here now!" He groaned and limped to the cliff, looking over, the return sounded like, "Roger Osprey Two, QRF is in the air. Find cover and await extract."

When the QRF came in they found Eric had crawled down the cliff to retrieve Markus' body which had landed on a ledge. As the chopper came down and the soldiers jumped out, they found Eric leaning over Markus' body. He panted, "Get us out of here...before anyone else comes looking..." It's all he said, he didn't have the energy to say much more, as they took off Eric sat on the floor of the evac chopper, one hand bunched up in Markus' harness, "Wasn't going to leave him behind...couldn't leave my brother behind...he wouldn't have left me..."