Ice, wind, snow. He trudged through it, moving quickly, kinetic generators keeping his body at operating temperature. Power from primary batteries routed from temperature regulation to more essential functions. Target acquisition, trajectory calculations. His mind worked and worked, and it felt good. He enjoyed it, enjoyed being good, knowing he was moving well, making good progress. He had a weapon in his hands, no idea where he got it but he had it. That was good.
Objective was up ahead on the hill. He could see it, somewhat. It was blurred from total sight by the snow. But it was there, he knew it was there.
It was always there.
The first of the army descended upon him. He leveled his rifle at the awoken man rushing at him.
Awoken man. Did he know this one? He did.
The army froze, the snowflakes froze, everything held in place.
He knew the man. He knew all the men though, all the men and women. This one was not special…
The man asked him to save his wife.
He had intended to, h