"I'll take the front," you whisper

From Create Your Own Story

"I'll take the front," you whisper.

Alia nods and heads around the back of the APC. You peer into the front seats of the bombed-out vehicle, your AK-47 at the ready. No one is there.

Suddenly, there's a burst of automatic weapons fire, a female cry, and the sound of a body hitting the ground. Alia is lying in the dirt, her torso full of holes. At least a dozen soldiers pour out of the back of the vehicle, spraying bullets. You are hit repeatedly in the legs and go down. The soldiers surround you, bayonets gleaming wickedly, preparing to stab you to death.

You take out one of your grenades and pull the pin. At least you'll take these fuckers out with you.

YOU ARE DEAD