From the personal log of Commander Dan Trask, Hierarchy command.
The Federal Task Force had withdrawn to Utica. While they were successful in creating a foothold in The City of Schenectady, they were unable to maintain it. The EMP devices that they employed stopped the use of the railguns in some areas, but our rail gun squads were able to tear them up in other places. This action severely depleted their manpower. The FTF forces have taken up defensive positions in Utica, Kingston and in the Adirondack Mountains near Tupper Lake.
With that Sir Sebastian Shaw proclaimed victory in battle. There was a victory celebration. As always there was a traditional feast during which Sir Sebastian Shaw gave out achievement awards...
But tonight something stood out. Tonight he spoke of James Teval, one of my sergeants. A man not sure of his path, but followed me into battle, and was killed in action by the FTF. He took on a lone rail gun assignment to protect the GE research facility. In his confusion he hesitated at killing soldiers, instead he destroyed armor and equipment. This decision cost Teval his life.
Shaw spoke of Teval as though he were a non believer. That his heart wasn't true to the cause. Teval, was a man who gave his life for the cause and here he was being berated by our leader...
This infuriated me! I could not stand by idly while this man who I have sworn an allegiance to verbally mocked and ruined the name of a man who died for him.
I was through with words. I had heard enough. I unslung my Car 16 rifle, and cocked it.
Shaw would not degrade the memory of my men, ever....
From the personal log of Sir Sebastian Shaw.
I was speaking as I would after any other battle. Rallying the men to the cause, and talking of our victory. I was proud of all of them. They stood strong and held their own against the most powerful nation on the planet. The FTF had withdrawn, and we were victorious.
I stood high on the feast table in front of the soldiers. Then the commotion started. Trask had drawn his rifle, and began firing. Eric dove in front of me taking the bullets that were intended for my hide.
I dove from the table, and rolled under the next one. Drawing my pistol. My Solders were now diving for cover, and many of the women were screaming.
Trask kicked his chair out of the way and rolled to his left, putting him behind the cover of the rooms support column. I think he realized that he hadn't hit me.
He snap shot from the column, and laid a burst into the table where I was. That's when the pain hit me. The bullet tore through my gut like a hot knife. I doubled over in pain. My only hope of survival was to get out of the room.
I aimed in my pistol as best I could, and layed 5 shots into the column where Trask was hiding. Then I got up and began running. Several of my Soldiers came to my aid, and surrounded me on my way to the door. The room went to slow motion as they huddled their bodies around mine. The shouts and screams of the room were muffled in my ears as I concentrated on getting to the door.
Trask let off another burst of fire. As if in some movie, I could see the bullets tearing down my soldiers in slow motion. I kept moving towards the door.
I dove through the door, only to feel a second bullet tear through my shoulder.
Then things started to go black. Like the lights going down on a stage, the world was dimming. The last thing I remember was one of my soldiers saying "We need to get him out of here, get him to the chopper..."
(The Ending of Manhunt 2, and the beginning of Manhunt 3)