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This is taking too long, Desert Eagle thought as he waited for his companions at the mine entrance. His real name was Mitch Ayilinski but very few persons knew this, and he preffered Desert Eagle. The weapon he used was of course a Desert Eagle(this was actually how he had gotten his nickname). His newfound friends Cracker Jack and Trey were supposed to scout the mine while he guarded the entrance to it. Desert Eagle began to wonder if he'd been screwed over, decided that he probably had and started running into the mine. He followed the tunnel to the left when it branched off as was their rule for exploring places. Sure enough, after about three minutes of jogging, he saw both of them carrying several sacks through an opening in the wall. He drew his weapon and got off two shots before they had time to react. Both shots hit Jack and he fell to the floor. Trey then shot Mitch in the left leg with a scoped hunting rifle, making him drop to the floor to. Trey started running out through the hole while Desert Eagle stood up and limped after him. Suddenly he heard a gunshot from behind him and looked around to see that Jack was on his legs, wielding a Pancor Jackhammer. Mitch pulled the trigger of his Desert Eagle and it blew up, taking most of his right hand with it. He fell stunned to the floor while Jack ran up to him.
- Don't fuck with daddy! Jack said as he raised his weapon.Who's got the advantage now moron? Huh? He said in a mocking voice. I do! Desert Eagle screamed as pulled oút his combat knife and plunged into Jack's throat making blood spew out.
- Don't fuck with daddy! Jack said as he raised his weapon.Who's got the advantage now moron? Huh? He said in a mocking voice. I do! Desert Eagle screamed as pulled oút his combat knife and plunged into Jack's throat making blood spew out.