"It's you..." Axle said as he noticed the familiar eye patch. It was the guy who was taking him to his cell. "Happy to see me?" Wyatt asked.

"So... You gonna take me to Grey?" He asked as his guard went up. "The opposite in fact, I'm here to help you. And it doesn't look like... wait. Are you wearing the Blast Bomber Weapons Armor?" Wyatt spoke, changing the topic mid sentence.

"Yeah, but wait... Why are you helping me? And after that, tell me more about this armor." Axle asked and demanded.

"Okay, I'm not cool with all the shit that the General is pulling. It's just sick, and I can't take orders from a corrupt leader. I was okay with bringing back Eight Thirty One along with youband your family for questuoning but I draw the line over what the general did." Wyatt told the teenager.

"So you're going rogue." Axle said making sure he understood what Wyatt's intentions were. The rogue soldier just nodded.

"Okay then about your armor. It's made out of Carbex. Professor Bernstein made sure that it was stronger than diamond so if all those grenades of yours were to explode, you'd be shielded from the blast." The soldier told him.

"I should know because I helped with the field tests. Seeing that you don't have the helmet, the only thing able to kill you his a head shot... So try to avoid those okay?" He said with a nervous smile.

"Fine, I need someone at the front anyways while I snipe all these bastards." Axle said.
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Carly was busy looking for an exit. She was actually reluctant to leave the base because she was worried that Axle would do something stupid to get himself killed. She knew he was able to take care of himself since he was armed and protected but his nature was what kept her worried in the first place.

She was about to turn around when his words echoed in her head.

If I end up dying I don't want you to live feeling like you could've done something to stop me... I want you to live a happy life, free from the pain of these ass hats, free from mourning should the worst happen... I want you to be happy

She was locked. Indecisive. She had no idea on what she was going to do. She had to either leave or let Axle lose his life... it was either her life or his. She didn't want him to die and he didn't want her to suffer. He was doing all this for her. He knew she'd resent him for that but he still did that anyway, regardless of the anger she'd have towards him.

Brave thing of Axle to do, but very stupid as well...

"You better come back alive Axle." She said to herself before running off.
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"Two, both backs turned in my direction... perfect." Axle said quietly before shooting two soldiers in the head. He had currently killed fifteen soldiers and he clearly wasn't done.

"Where are you you son of a bitch?" Axle asked himself once more in a low growl as he was looking for Grey. Axle was out for blood and the trail wouldn't end until Grey's was spilled.

"Maybe if I use the RPG he'll come out." The gamer reasoned before taking the RPG and prepared it to fire it somewhere. He noticed a large horde of soldiers in front of him. They all spotted and aimed their rifles before they saw what he was aiming at them. They tried to run away but he fired, killing them all. The only thing left was a bunch of burning corpses, leaving a strong smell of burning flesh and hair. It disgusted Axle but that wasn't what he was focused on. It was the body count that he focused on.

"I guess that makes thirty... or less?" He chose to run as the explosion was most likely to draw a lot of attention to his location. He couldn't afford to get caught otherwise that would've meant that his entire mission was for nothing. He couldn't let his family die in vain.

He found a nearby supply closet and hid the RPG and the ammunition case in a secret ventilation shaft. He put it in and kept it shut in case he needed to come back and fetch it.

Where the hell is that guy? Axle thought as he quietly waited for the soldiers to leave the area. There was nothing but violent footsteps but after a few minutes the sound died down to an absolute silence.

He walked out and ran East as the soldiers most likely went West. He kept running until he saw who he had been looking for...

Grey.

So that bastard finally chose to come out huh? Perfect.

He knew that the General was aware of his presence considering the fact that he was looking straight at him.

Grey smirked before running into the room next to him.

"Better get that string ready." Axle said to himself before taking a long nylon string and put it through the holes of the grenade pins. "Get back here you son of a bitch!!" He yelled before running into the room.

To his shock, he found about two hundred soldiers surrounding him.

"Well well well... nice to see the guy who killed twenty seven of my men." Grey said. "I knew it was less than thirty." Axle said leaving everyone confused.

"Wait... were you keeping count?" Grey asked in confusion. All the military prisoner did was nod with an overconfident smirk.

"I'll only ask you once before everyone wastes you... where's Eight Thirty One?"

"Gone. If she's smart, which I know she is, she should've been long gone while you idiots were still looking for me." Grey silently cursed at the fact that he was outsmarted by a teenager but smirked at the fact that Axle was trapped.

"So you say, and you must have had some sort of escape plan." The general laughed before using his hand to signal that all the soldiers should seize his weapons. They took his sniper rifle and his hand guns. Only reason was because Carly had his Uzi and he hid the RPG.

"Thought you'd get out of this alive huh?" Grey asked. "Nope." Axle said with a smirk. Grey noticed the string in Axle's hand and that it went through the pins of the grenades surrounding his torso.

"Long live the Rosé Shadow." Axle said before he ran toward Grey while pulling the string.

As he pulled the string, he slid his finger on his forearm, activating something.

BOOM!!!!

The explosion sounded throughout half the military base.

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And there it is guys, I leave what you think happened to Axle up to you...

Also, the picture attached to this chapter does not belong to me... just giving you a heads up before I get accusations of stealing and shit.

Until next time, keep it real and keep it real and keep haunting my ghost army.