C649 Maritime chasers

"I will never be a memory …"

It was unknown where it came from, but the man's voice sounded like he was sighing. In his nose was the pungent smell of smoke after the explosion, as well as the smell of engine oil. Within the blurry field of vision of his eyes, there was a field of bright red. Like blood, like flames!

His vision blurred and his consciousness slipped back into the darkness