Survive

"Damn you!"-Walter exclaimed, limiting the capabilities of the chip assistant makes sense. After all, firstly, criminal and marginal individuals can use it, and secondly, the restriction applies to secret data. But now Walter cursed with every fibre of his soul the one who invented these restrictions.

"Damiano, do you have anything in your house that would help me cut off the part that entered your leg?" he asked a friend.

"Yah! Hmm, my father ... has a laser pistol in the safe. "- suffering from pain, he replied- " The code for the safe is 568719... Hurry up!"

"I'll be back soon, hold on!" - Walter replied and went to Father Damiano's office, when he entered, he saw a safe built into the wall, he immediately entered the code. There was a squeak and the safe opened, there were jewellery, documents and a gun inside, Walter knew that if someone saw him with this gun, the police would talk to him like a criminal, but it didn't matter. He took the gun and went back, but he saw a first-aid kit on the top shelf of one of the cabinets, he took this with him.

"Brother, can you roll over with the chandelier? It's just that if I try to shoot off this part now, the molten metal will pour on your leg, which will only worsen the problems."- said Walter when he returned.

"I... I'll try!"-Damiano said and tried to do it, but one of the parts of the chandelier caught on the corner of the table- " Walter, help me, grab that part and when I start to turn over, move it away from the corner of the table!"- constantly wheezing with pain, Damiano said, after which, with the help of Walter, he repeated the attempt to roll over. This time everything went well.

Walter pointed the gun at the part of the chandelier that entered his friend's leg and warned, at the same time handing Damiano a first-aid kit - "Although I will try to do it as carefully as possible, you can still get burned, so be patient, if you want, you can take painkillers from the first-aid kit."- he followed Walter's advice and, opening the first-aid kit, quickly found the necessary pills.

"But we will still have to act quickly after that, we will need to get the pin that is in your leg as quickly as possible because this part will not escape the fate of incandescence, which can lead to terrible pain for you. There will be no problems with the bleeding, there are enough medicines here to stop it."-Walter said, patting the first-aid kit.

"Okay, you can start now!"-Damiano said and clenched his teeth. Walter took a deep breath to concentrate and pressed the trigger, the sound of a shot sounded. Walter turned his friend on his side and, seeing the white-hot metal dripping on the floor, grabbed the forceps from the first-aid kit, with which he grabbed the pin closer to his leg, and pulled with all his strength. Damiano, even under the influence of painkillers, let out a moan of pain, and blood poured from his leg. Walter vomited at the sight of the torn meat on his friend's legs, but he only took some device from the first-aid kit, the use of which stopped the blood, after that he took something vaguely resembling a plaster and some other device.

After sticking a "patch" to the wound, Walter pointed the device at it and pressed the button. The "patch" began its work and pulled off the skin surrounding the wound. Walter waited and peeled off the "patch" from his friend's leg, only a scar remained in place of the wound.

"It's not a complete cure, but at least you'll be able to walk, albeit with a limp."-Walter said to his friend.

"How do you know how to use all this?"- asked Damiano, catching his breath.

"I should have studied at school, not learned to drink." - Walter smiled, at that moment there was another explosion and a new push.

"We will survive, won't we?"- asked Damiano.

"..."-Walter said nothing, looking out of the window.

"Thinking about your parents?"-Damiano guessed, and Walter nodded.

"I'll go with you!" -a friend told him.

"And your parents?"- asked Walter.

"The father will be able to take care of himself and his mother, and if… Then I can't do anything... " - Damiano said with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Everything will be fine!"-Walter said, patting Damiano on the shoulder.

"Thank you..."-Damiano nodded, and then he and Walter went outside. There they realized the full extent of the destruction. The whole city was in ruins, columns of smoke could be seen everywhere in the sky, the sounds of gunshots and screams could be heard everywhere.

"This is*****!" - Damiano could not stand it, Walter was also extremely gloomy.

"Let's go!"-he said and went to his house. But already on the approach, Walter saw that flames were burning in the place where his house should be. Tears welled up in Walter's eyes and he rushed forward.

"No, no, no!"- thought Walter, he prayed to all the gods that what he thought would not happen. But the reality is not always kind and fair, there were burning ruins on the site of his house. The degree of despair and anger that he experienced at that moment is difficult to describe in words. He felt like his sky had collapsed.

"Why? Why didn't the Federation army protect us? Why are there Mirans in this world? Why did they attack us specifically?"-A string of thoughts was spinning in his head. Even the tears stopped coming. He entered a state of complete detachment. His subconscious was trying to isolate itself from reality. He just turned around, looking at Damiano, and calmly said, " What are we going to do next?

"… Are you okay?"-his friend asked him.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be fine?"-Walter asked, not understanding the essence of the question, or pretending that he did not understand.

"But..."-Damiano was about to say something, but a voice interrupted him- " Eil einer kiro! Ke-ke-ke! " - the voice belonged to a creature with four arms. Walter took a pistol from his bosom and pointed it at Miran, pressing the trigger guard, a laser shot out of the muzzle, which hit Mirantz in the collarbone. Walter did not stop, he continued to pour fire on the enemy. Shot after shot hit the body of his target, each shot was accompanied by a very characteristic sound for a laser weapon, but no blood flowed out of the wounds, because the laser instantly cauterized the wounds.

A dozen shots killed the enemy, but he was not alone, other Mirans also gathered at the sounds of shooting, there were three of them in total, one of whom was dressed in an officer's uniform, they were talking about something in their own language, Walter did not understand a word, so he decided to simply ignore their words.

"Oh, shit!" the young man muttered, taking aim at one of them. The guy thought that first, you need to deal with a couple of privates because the officers have a protective field with them.

* Shot

* Shot

* Shot

* Shot

Walter pulled the trigger 4 times and 3 shots hit the enemy, disabling him, Walter was not sure if he was dead, but now there was not enough time for control shots. One of the Mirans was already heading towards Damiano, who froze in his tracks.

"Run!" -Walter shouted at the top of his voice, but it was too late, the Miran got close to his friend and grabbed him by the neck.

"Drop your weapon or your friend will die right now. Very painful. " - the officer spoke in the broken language of the Federation. Walter, already ready to pull the trigger, stopped and lowered the weapon down, even though he knew that even in this case, neither he nor Damiano would survive.

"Promise me that you will survive and kill them all..."Damiano said hoarsely, waking up from the shock. Walter looked at his friend, who had a smile on his face, he, being in the hands of the enemy, reached out to unload the Miran and pulled the pin of a grenade that was lying in one of the unloading pockets. The Miran tried to throw the grenade away, but Damiano kicked the grenade out of his hands and it fell right under the enemy's feet.

There was an explosion.

Not like what Walter saw in the movies, just relatively small cotton and that's it! But the force of this clap was enough to send fragments flying in all directions at great speed, which turned Damiano and Miran into mincemeat, several of the fragments also hit the officer, which significantly damaged his protective field and is unlikely to allow the shield to recover in the near future. This gave Walter a chance to kill the enemy. But one of the fragments hit Walter in the shoulder of his right hand, with which he was holding the gun. But, being on the verge of death, the young man did not have time to grieve for his friend or at least pay attention to the pain, he grabbed the gun with his left, and then the fact that Walter is an ambidextrous came in handy. It didn't matter to him whether he was shooting right or left.

* Shot

" Miss? We need to concentrate! I promised to survive!"-thought Walter, his thought process accelerated to an unprecedented speed.

* Shot

"This bastard is moving too fast! How can he dodge a beam that is essentially moving at the speed of light? It's definitely not that! He probably reads the way my hand moves… Yes! But how can I win then? The distance between us has been reduced to 15 meters! With his speed, he will be able to cover this distance in less than a second, you can increase this time to one and a half seconds if you pour continuous fire on him."- after that, Walter began to pull the trigger as fast as possible, shaking his hand to make it difficult for the enemy to read the direction of the muzzle. Unexpectedly for Walter and Miran, one of the shots hit him in the stomach, where the human liver is located. But this hit did not even slow down the latter, because the laser, unlike the ancient, bullet-using weapon, does not have kinetic energy.

"5 meters. I need to do something!"