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Execution Part 2 (35 Pages)

Added 2021-10-09 10:50:39 +0000 UTC

Thank you for your patience in waiting for this one! Part 2 of "Execution"!

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The two terrorists stood with their AKs at the ready, fingers on the trigger.

The girl on the right seems to have not completely come to terms with her situation. She averts her eyes, unable to look in the eyes the two women who will kill her. Tears begin to fall down her face and her voice escapes only a short whimper.

The other girl beside her is equally full of dread and disbelief. Unlike her friend, she looks straight forward, though her brain cannot fully comprehend the sight in front of her. She shakes and shivers in anticipation, her ample chest bouncing with each terrified movement.

The victors shoulder their rifles and look down the sights.

Once content with their point of aim, they breathe in,

place their fingers on the trigger,

and "FIRE!"

The dreaded moment had come.

In an instant, several shots ring out, echoing across the sand barrier backdrop with a deafening roar.

The same instant, before the shell casings can full exit the rifles, five bullets rip through the soft flesh of the two unfortunate soldiers.

Whatever bullets didn't catch the small protection of their bullet-resistant vests, rip out their backs into the wall behind them.

The legs of the girl on the left buckle before she loses her footing.

The bullet hits true through the soft tissue of her breast and into her heart. An excellent show of markswomanship.

Her friend isn't so lucky. Her assassin chose to fire on automatic, with two bullets impacting her stomach and a third into her chest.

She looks forward to finally face the woman who killed her, now only a shady silhouette as her vision blurs.

She staggers as her friend falls to the ground behind her.

She was dead before she even hit the ground, having lost consciousness shortly after the first impact. Her jaw goes slack and her eyes move no more.

Removal of her shorts reveal a rather cute pair of purple and white lace panties. Unfortunately for her, her dream of having a man see them and take them off to fuck her would never come true.

The terrorists knew that she was dead. Three bullets in vital spots and help would not come to the doomed outpost in time to save her life.

Perhaps she was aware of this fact too. Betweenm the blood loss and the burning pain in her stomach and chest, she had little to no chance. Her only hope would be an unlikely act of compassion from the ones who had killed all the girls around her...

it came in the shape of a bullet...

that pierced into her upper left temple, blasting out the back of her head,

splattering her memories, loves, and thoughts all around the fence and sand.

She dropped like a sack of bricks, impacting the sand below in a dusty cloud.

Her corpse twitched for a few moments

until it finally went still, to never move again.