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| 06 Apr 2012 01:40 PM |
After that one rueful day on the bridge, I was never the same. I saw my best friend, dropped to the ground by bullets, another friend has his brains sprayed over me...It was hard the first week, the higher ranks though about deporting me from Post war trauma... I wouldn't allow that...my vow was to destroy them all, that's what I'm going to do.
I met Ace during lunch, he was the most fascinating Captain. He was a cool guy, chill, but in his eyes I saw true pain, true fear. I knew hes been to battle alot, his wife and kids were killed during past wars. All he has left is...well...nothing Except, the sake of his troops...We walked past a important, high ranking officer. I asked Ace who that is, "His names Jay, hes a Colonel, a rude man, but trust me, he cares for his troops." That made me scared, because HE was suppose to be my trainer for the next week or two....
The last week was awe full, he was the meanist, strictess trainer Ive ever seen, I guess its good, he is suppose to be the best discipline trainer...I can see the concept of his ways...but dang, he is tough. Today, would be the last day of the training - thank goodness I'm finally going to be free of the colonel, good riddance'.
Today, was a huge battle with UAF, in a dense forest, me, Ace, and a few others were going. Once we got there, we went through HEAVY ambushes We couldn't take it anymore..We retreated just then the unthinkable happened, a grenade at my feet just appeared. It seemed to happen in really slow motion... The grenade, me trying to react, but couldnt, then, I felt someone grab me, and throw me 10 feet the other way...I am shocked, and slowly flying away, I see Ace running towards the grenade....He jumped, I think, I THINK HE JUST JUMPED ONTO THE GRENADE! A low sounding explosion, Ace plopped up....Then down, laying there motionless... I look down, and see blood on my leg, was it mine? Just then I felt two people grab my arm, I was scared it was the Rooskies... My head was in so much pain, I couldnt look up, couldnt even open my eyes for a period, I felt them dragging me, then I felt them pick me up, and set me down on some sort of vehicle, I felt the air pressure decrease, and it got colder, FAST. I knew the feeling, a dropship, but whoes?
I wake up to Colonel Jay staring at me...studying me... I was nervous, I mean, more nervous than not knowing who the people carrying me were...he stood up, "You know what happened to Ace, right?" the colonel said, I just shook me head, in alot of pain I said, "Yes, he died a hero to me, and our squad. Sir? May I get a copy of his Tags?" Jay did, he handed me a copy of his Dog tags..I put them in my room, hanging above my head, sort of a good luck charm.
The next few days have been hard, boredom and depression kick in, but hey, I guess I have to get use to it...Ive been lucky, one of the luckiest person I know...
Then, a few weeks later, we had to go back to the jungle, and fight. This time, we had less people. Just me a and a cadet. It was a Recon Mission, we didnt have weapons, only handguns and a knife. The cadet was a new one, fresh from the field... He almost walked right into traps, time after time. Finally, we found our destination, a Officer Headquarters, we are to laser it, so a ship can come bomb it.
There must of been a motion sensor or something at the base, because the last thing I know, a battalion of UAF are surrounding us. Me and the cadet drop our weapons, raise our hands in the air, and slowly walk out of the brush, as instructed. The Officer in charge walked up to me, stared me in the face, worst smelling breath ever, About half an inch from my face, he spat in my eyes, I didn't move, just blinked several times, The officer Laughed. He did the same to the cadet, the whole time im saying in my head, 'don't flinch, don't flinch" Just when he spat at the cadet, the cadet moved his head, so the spit flew past him, then the officer looked pleased...He stepped back about 3 feet, said something in Russian, and then, the cadet was ripped in half with an LMG...Me, still straight face looking ahead, tried not to flinch, tear up, anything to show Fear, Just then a UAF walked behind me, and hit me in the back of the head with an AK butt...I blacked out.
Cast Me=develdogm5 Jay=donjay Ace=aceofspades1977
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| 10 Apr 2012 05:31 AM |
Wow this is good...Keep up the good work.
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