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How Michael made it all through all of that without dying, while so many others didn't, he did not know. He could not know. Even some of the NCOs was laying dead in the mud now. Not even the rich or the poor. War made everyone equal, as they all rot in the dirty mud. Michael himself had gone through multiple close calls himself. Just a while ago, if he had been the one among the first ranks instead of her, she'd be the one having to lift his dead body out of her. And while he was making his way up the hill, the private right in front of him were shot dead right in his track. The bullet stapled right into his chest. Had he not been right there, Michael would've been the one in his place. And many more occasions where he could've been lying in the mud, being worm's food. And yet here he was. But he was far to call this a miracle. He was still barely halfway up there. And the closer he gets to the top, the more susceptible he would be to enemy machine gun fire. The cross must do a lot more work than just that.

[color=bf00ff][I]'We can't just run into the muzzle like headless chickens like this!'[/I][/color]

Is there any plans at all to this? Where's the two Lance Corporals in his squad? Dead? Or is he still digging in at some cover in the midst of the hill? He couldn't see either of them from here. The rain was blurring his eyes, as it mercilessly continued to pour down upon the sapper. But his hearings was still good enough. Hopefully so. If it hadn't been ruptured, and wasn't fooling his senses right now, Michael could hear a man screaming for his rank and telling him to fall in. He was calling from the direction of an old ruin where a few guys appeared to be taking shelter from the machine gun fire. A ruin of an old church. Just as if the Advocate was guiding him toward. It was definitely not a life insurance, but he could definitely use a breather and formulate something rather than just mindlessly charging forward to be slaughtered.

He bent low, as he was ready to rush for the old ruin. But his subconsciousness halted Michael right in his tracks, as a fairly high-pitched voice shredded through the hails of gunfire, seemed to be asking for something. Nobody was around him, so he must have been who she was addressing. Turning around, it was a small young girl, though seemingly older than those like Paloma or Lucia, with blonde hair that was tied up neatly under the hard helmet, along with a fairly tanned skin color like Jovan. But all of that wouldn't paid him no attention. Instead, what shot him right into his core was her eyes. A beautiful, innocent and lively sky blue. Michael was still walking forward, but his pace slowed, as something tucked right at his chest. It wasn't the first time he saw those eyes. Just minutes ago, she was...

His arms began to shook. His hand still stained with the blood from the trenches. It wasn't just the cold, or the heavy equipment. For a split second, he felt like he was going to choke, as he had to swallow twice to dampen the pain in his chest. Not now. Not this time...

But then suddenly, the rapidness of the bullets was suddenly cut by two thirds. The lack of whizzing bullet recalled Michael back to his sense. One of the leading machine guns firing at Michael's squad suddenly stopped. Did someone kill the gunner? Or was it just ceased to reload? He didn't know, but now is his once in a hundred lifetime chance. He wouldn't make it for the enemy trenches, but he could make it for the ruin alive for sure. 

[color=bf00ff]"Here. Let's go!"[/color]

And he definitely wouldn't leave her behind. 

[color=bf00ff]"We cannot slow down and dig in now. Not until we get to those old ruins!"[/color] Grabbing her by the wrist, the sapper helped her up from the two dead bodies that piled up like a staircase, and pulled her along the way to the church ruin. She looked tired from the runs, but the barrier between life and death was just a dozen meters away from both of them. He doesn't want to see any preventable deaths out there.

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