Hello! This is WWII Enthusiast. I had seen the ending of Battlefield 4 and, like others, are disappointed by the endings. So, I took a try at another ending. This is my first fanfic, but feel free to review. No flamewars please.

As the three of us were hanging on a wire over Chang's cruiser, "Irish", contacted the USS Valkyrie,

"Fortress, this is Tombstone three, we're in position. Read to blow shit up. What's Your status? Over."

Captain Garrison responded, "We're almost done for, so send it to hell."

Irish turned to Hannah, "Hannah, hit the switch!"

She pressed the button, but nothing happened

"Red! Something's wrong. There's no connection!"

"Fuck. Give it to me."

Hannah handed the detonator, and he checked to make sure.

But nothing happen, "Shit. We gotta go back down."

"Only one of us needs to go. Recker, do you have another one of those C4 charges?"

I nodded, grabbing it.

"Good. Give it to me."

But Irish stopped me, "You are not risking your life, Hannah. I'm Irish, remember? The lucky one. Give it to me, Recker!"

"Recker, I risk my life for my country every day. Give me the charge."

"Your country needs you alive, Hannah. You are not going down, period. Come on Recker!"

Who should I chose?

Hannah reminded me of her mission, "Jin Jié and everyone on that ship is dying as we argue. Give me the charge, Recker."

But Irish also reminded of who owned that ship, "It's my goddamn ship, Hannah! Come on, buddy. Do or die!"

I can't decide, so I did something about it. I tossed Hannah the detonator.

"When it turns green, you push that button!" I released my wire.

I heard them, trying to stop me.

My body became engulfed in the canal, bullets started to enter the body of water, but i placed the charge.

"Hit the switch! Blow the ship!"

On the radio, I heard them talking, "Your gonna kill him, Hannah!"

"Goddammit! Tombstone! Blow that ship now! Now!"

"RECKER!"

"BLOW THE FUCKING SHIP! SAVE THE VALKYRIE!"

That's when I saw the light intensified.

"He gave our life for us. Just like Dunn…"

All that remains, were the wreckage, and a set of hi-power binoculars.

For the Wolf

Recker

Daniel AB POS

462 89 1971

USMC M

NO PREFERENCE

"Fortress, this is Bloodhound. Tombstone's on board. We're bringing them back."

"All are accounted for?"

"One of them is missing in action, sir. Nothing we can do, we have to pull out immediately."

"Shit…Understood. Now get my marines back home."