Fist Stick Knife Gun Quotes

see the fear in her eyes turn to anger as she loads her guns again. She pulls out a knife, and I watch as she jumps to stand on her one good leg and throws the knife. Johnson’s eyes widen seconds before the knife sticks into his forehead, but the gunshots ring out faster, and I watch as her body jerks and drops, the bullets hitting her. “No!” I shout again, slamming my fist into the wall as my heart caves in on itself. Then I look at Leonard. “The chopper. Get me to the fucking chopper now!” He shakes his head slowly. “Even if we could get to it, it’d be too late, Logan.” My stomach rolls and my heart implodes in my chest as I slide down the wall, gripping my head as everything in me turns to stone, weighing too much to move. Tears burn against my eyes as I watch Lana weakly climb across the floor, firing again at the deputies. I can’t watch. I can’t watch her die.

Americans have been slaughtering one another in record numbers, in what can only be called America’s secret war against itself.