Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31401828-20171025083235/@comment-30700719-20171211212012

I leap into the air, just barely missing the bullets whizzing below me. Rolling on impact, I hold my arms above my head and lie prone on the grass. After all the RS-82 rockets go off, I look up to find the machine guns overheat and jam. I look around for anything that might ambush us, and my right hand falls to my hip.

No gun.

I lift myself off the ground just an inch and reach for my left holster.

No knife.

You would not believe how vulnerable I felt in those few seconds of silence.