A few weeks later, Kodiak and Colorado got assigned on a mission together, with an immeasurable amount of luck.
They did the usual stuff, suiting up, getting on the pelican.
What was different was the fact there was a whole troop lying in wait for them.
As they stepped off, soldier descended from the bushes, the phhhhfff of machine guns and the putt putt of pistols going off.
Kodiak shoved Rado out of the way, getting shot in the shoulder. He kept fighting.
Rado got stabbed in the thigh with a knife, but kept fighting.
As the amount of soldiers decreased, one grabbed Rado and pulled her into the bushes silently, leaving Kodiak to fight them off.
He did so, calling back for Colorado once he was done. "Rado?" He even tried her real name, "Mariana?"
The soldier holding her captive stepped out, pressing a sharp blade to her neck as she tried to pull away.
Kodiak stifled a gasp, his fists clenching.
"Come with us, or aih slit 'er neck!" The guy said in a thick accent.
Colorado held still as he pressed the blade harder, creating a thin trail of blood.
Kodiak looked at her, indecisive.
"Kodiak, don't do it. Don't. I love you," Rado whispered softly.
Kodiak was struck with an idea. He pulled his gun out, but before he could shoot, the knife was already across her neck.
Dark red blood bubbled out, dripping down onto her armour. The soldier grinned in a twisted way and let her go, her body hitting the floor with a thud.