The Final Battle 2

I duck, and push both daggers outwards.

They enter his legs. Missing the bones by an inch. As he pulls back my vision becomes blurry. I look at my arm, remembering about the deep wound. In the distance I hear the sounds of people talking. I reconize the tone. It was coming from my helm.

Stumbling I look for the helm. Finally found I shout that I needed help.

Pain strikes in my left shoulder. I reach over to grab it and feel the end of a blade enter my hand. I finally start to scream from the pain. At that moment I start to think of what to do. I look to my left. There is my pistol. He pulls his blade out and I jump at the pistol.

Landing on it I grab it and roll. Standing up I shout don't move. He takes a step closer, I shoot him in the leg. He still advances. I fire at his arm. Finally I take the last shot. Or I thought it was... The slide on the pistol pulls all the way back. Saying it's emty. I throw the pictol and charge at him with fists. I grab his face, he puts his blade into my chest. I swing behind him and grab his head and quickly jerk it to the left. A sudden snap, shows I did it right. He drops to the ground, dead. I fall to my knees. Gasping for air. The sound of helicopters ariving. I see men in the same armor I was arrive. All the men I trained with. Last thing I saw. Was a green armored man. He was the leader. Then it was all black.