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Job Satisfaction (Proof of Life)

Title: Job Satisfaction
Author: Aeon Cole
Rating: FRT
Fandom: Proof of Life
Challenge: 50ficlets
Table: One
Prompt: #46 Fire
Word Count: 385
Summary: Dino loved his work.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
Cross Posted: 50ficlets, pol_fandom, smallfandomflsh

Dino stood in the middle of the jungle in his fatigues and holding his assault rifle. All around him were the sounds of explosions and screaming. He could see huge clouds of smoke and flames shooting up high in the sky. He looked up and saw the Sikorsky overhead. He smiled. Everything was going as planned.

This sort of action always got him excited and worked up. His eyes darted around his surrounding looking for anything out of place. His men were stationed around the area but he knew he wouldn’t actually see them, not if they were doing their jobs properly anyway.

Then he heard a faint rustling sound off to his left, barely noticeable over the thundering sound of the huge helicopter overhead. He immediately dropped down to a crouch and cocked his weapon pointing it in the direction of the sound. A moment later Terry came crashing through the brush dragging someone with him. He came face to face with Dino’s riffle but didn’t stop.

“Not alone,” he yelled as he darted past.

It took Dino a split second to realize what Terry meant. Suddenly twenty men in camouflage came piling through the tree line all brandishing weapons.

“Oh, fuck,” Dino yelled as he opened up and began firing, spraying the tree line with bullets as he backed away.

Several of the men fell to the ground immediately, others darted back into the cover of the forest. Dino kept firing as he backed his way toward the clearing where he knew the helicopter was going to pick them up. He couldn’t see where he was going but he had to keep firing or risk getting shot himself. He could hear the helicopter behind him and just kept moving in the direction of the sound.

When he felt the wind generated by the big bird’s propellers, he abandoned his assault and leapt into the cabin just as the thing was taking off. Down below men were firing up at the helicopter, the occasional ping of a bullet hitting metal ringing in his ears. His heart was racing as Terry pulled him further into the cabin and away from danger. He was having trouble catching his breath. He’d come just moments away from being killed, yet again.

Dino smiled again. He loved his work.


Tags: 50ficlets, proof of life

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