Raise Hell.
Isabella stood under the roof of the barracks, the gate closed she was isolated and safe from the outside world. Staying with the dead body of the man she just killed lying on the floor with a knife inside his head. For the first time in a while, Isabella was in a place with proper lighting.
She needed to prepare herself for the next attack to come.
The door would be soon flooded with enemy men and getting help was not possible as her ally soldiers had to fall back and she did not know what was happening with Henry. In a situation, she began savaging what she could to face the future.
"This place is small, with two storehouses and one accounting room. I need to get into the arms storeroom. Why is it even called a barrack if soldiers can't live here?" It was what Jonas had told Isabella before she and Henry had left, the details of the barracks and what she needed to know.
"But before that, Let's see what you have for me?" Looking down on the lifeless body of the man she killed, she kneeled and collected her knife from his head, as she did blood came spewing out from his head just like water from the pothole.
" This smell... Still, it calms me down to this day. I hope Edward is doing fine." The smell of blood relaxed Isabella's head and she grabbed her knife in another position to cut open and tear his shirt apart and see what was he wearing.
"Oh..?!" The torn body seemed to reveal thick brown leather armour under it, covering his entire body. She touched the body armour trying to understand its quality.
"Thoroughly rugged. It can't block a bullet but can give good protection from a slightly chipped sword and even better against a knife." She thought to herself.
It was her good decision to stab him in the head, any lower body portion would have been absorbed and she would gotten her skin peeled.
"I need something to slice it up." The entire vest was too large so she cut a portion of it and used it as protection from the knives of the white-cloaked attackers, she ever got in a fight.
She got up from her position and moved around, the torch-lighted barracks. She read the name of the store on the plates above the doors and moved into the resource hall first.
"Food finally." Hungry for food from a while ago, without a care in the world she ate three loaves of Baguette, the only thing she knew and liked about the French Republic.
She left the room as she finished eating, immediately running into the arms storeroom right next to the food store hoping it wouldn't be empty.
"A bayonetted rifle! Oh god, I am lucky. It is all Mother Elana's blessing." Isabella instantly saw a bayonetted rifle hanging on the wall, only one. She instantly ran to pick it up for herself.
The bayonet was a triangular one, banned from the battlefield of the armies by the military culture years ago, yet many hidden bayonets are still present to this day.
In the excitement of getting a strong weapon, Isabella didn't look around and when she did, she met my disappointment. The entire room was empty beside a carriage small enough to move across the door, that too was empty.
"Riunire..!!!" The loud call was heard right outside the barracks. The enemies were gathering outside the barracks waiting for Isabella. The enemy personnel were gathering outside, waiting for her.
Isabella had the protection, she could wait there in the safety of the barracks. Even if the gates were opened using rams it would consume a lot of time. She was safe and sound but....
I have an idea...
She had other plans conjuring up in her mind at the moment.
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On the other side, men were gathered in a fray outside the doors, knowing the barracks had no gunpowder they stood at a close distance but not close enough to get trapped in a small explosion.
"This is bad." Henry who lay near the ashes about 10 metres from the doors, hid among the dead bodies of the people who died after the explosion had done a counterattack. He could not move even if he wanted to.
"My left leg is nearly done for." In an unfortunate turn of events a bullet hit his right leg, what was even sadder was that the bullet was most probably from the Britannia's soldier's gun.
He watched as the enemy gathered in number around the door, there were 5 to 10 at the least rating for the door to open. He knew Isabella was safe inside but he did not feel pleased about it...
"?!"
A voice came to his ears it was of the gates opening, the chains moved and the soldiers became more alert, the uproar was in the air,
"What the hell is she doing?!"
For the Italian in front of the gates, the gates opened.
"Fire!!!"
* Bang
The gates opened and the soldiers set their guns, shooting round and round and the door began moving up slowly. The smoke was raised in the air and the brightness became high from all the sparks and soon they stopped.
"Everybody!! keep firing. It's an enemy carriage!"
The gates opened completely and came out of a carriage, the men loaded their bullets into the person riding the carriage, making the entire seats red from white.
The bullet fire stopped and the men looked at the carriage properly for the first time. The soldiers looked at the face of the deceased body.
"It Carlo-"
* bang bang
From behind the carriage Isabella busted out with her gun, using the five-bullet burst, she exhausted the 10-bullet magazine to kill the men in her periphery immediately and threw the gun over the carriage, making a distraction.
"...?!" Then she lunged forward from the back of the carriage, carrying the bayonetted rifle in her hands, she shot the first man in the face, without even aiming bouncing back with the recoil but she had removed everything from her body beside the shirt, which allowed her to control her weight.
The bayonet nearly fell from her arms but she took control and swung it to the enemy in front, cutting off his fingers away in a sharp swing. Lashing even forward keeping her momentum, she stabbed the next person in the stomach.
"One left." She left the boycotted in the other person's stomach, she knew roundhouse kicked the person ahead of her who blocked her attack but he wobbled his balance in the process.
"Aaa.." With her entire force, she tried to push the man to the ground, who countered by reversing the situation on Isabella, he caught her arms and grabbed them with the fullest force.
Isabella tried to free her arms, but with the grip so tight it was not easy. The cloth on the shirt tore up instead and Isabella's arms became visible to her.
In a flash, she saw her arms in a shine of fighting, the arms which had the marks of her past, which remained on her body making her burn and the man holding her saw them too.
"AAAAAAAAAH!!!...." A high-pitched scream came from her mouth, she screamed and struggled harder now, rage on her very face she lunged forward and the man's arm and bit it with full force.
The man tried to counter by freeing one of her but he made a mistake, Isabella pushed her hand right onto his windpipe, her pupil more dilated than ever. It was as if she was a new person.
"augh.." In the immediate second, the man let go of Isabella's other arm, pushing his punches on her back and his legs on her but she did not budge.
She pushed its fingernails into his throat chocking his breath,
"I won't kill you easily." Isabella finally let go of the man who gasped for air, his vision was blurry now but it didn't matter. Isabella's tearful face in the rain was the last thing he saw.
Isabella took the bayonet in her hands and stabbed the man in his legs.
"A..." The man fell to his knees and tried to scream but Isabella put her hand into his mouth. On the other hand, she had another knife, the knife she stabbed him all over his body. In the arms, on the chest, on the shoulders and finally into his very throat.
As blood spattered in the air and rained on her body, she finally came to her senses and saw how she was holding a dead man by his jaw in her hands.
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