Easy Company

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Right, so I made a story that's basically just a spin-off from battlefield. I'm just gonna put up the prologue and first chapter and if you want, I'll put up the other five chapters. Grammar and spelling mistakes are prolly in there, but not alot of them. Thanks.

--Conrad
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The Iraqi war ended when Bush's presidency ended in 2009 and a new president came to office. His name was President Johnson. In 2010, Iraq had a president and vice president, but still some rebels were fighting. Iraq put together local police to end the small rebellions. By 2011, there were no more rebellions and Iraq was putting together a military. September of 2011, Iraq was at war with Iran. Iran invaded Iraq and there was much violence... The U.S. stayed out of it, but news groups covered the scene. By March 2012, Afghanistan and Oman allied and aided eachother, getting rid of most of their own problems and setting up a government like the U.S. had. In December of 2012, the united forces of Afghanistan and Oman aided Iraq, sending hundreds of thousands of soldiers and tanks into Iran. The war ended with the three countries annexing Iran and creating what was later known as the Middle Eastern Coalition.
While this war was going on, Parliament of Great Britain sought a permanent alliance with France and Germany. The Prime Minister of France, the minister of Germany, and the Prime Minister of Great Britain met together in Great Britain to talk it over. Great Britain wanted to combine into one nation known as the United European Nation. They wanted to have one overall parliament and one overall Prime Minister. France agreed to these terms, thinking of money and recourses they could use to improve France's economy. Germany would only agree if Poland was also in it. In November of 2012, they all met again and Poland was included. Great Britain, France, Germany, and Poland were now known as the United European Nation.
China, growing overpopulated, sought an alliance with Russia. The Russian president and Chinese Premier met together and discussed the terms. A quarter of the Chinese population (reaching almost a million) would have to move into Russia. Russia didn't like this and sought out Japan to see if they would also be in this alliance. In late 2012, the Prime Minister of Japan had a meeting with the Premier and the Russian president. The U.S. intervened... They thought that if Japan succeeded in an alliance, that they would expand their military and try to hit the U.S. again. The U.S. launched a bombing raid over Japan, hitting Tokyo with hundreds of bombs. It left the city (civilians and militarymen) dead, the city in ruins. Japan agreed to the alliance, seeking revenge against the U.S. China, Russia, and Japan were now the Asian Nations.
After each of these nations were formed, bad relations grew. The European Nation was worried that Russia would hit them at any moment. Because of this, they made a very strong defensive line on the borders of Poland. Russia, offended by this remark, started to build up their military to scare the Europeans. After the bombing on Japan, China and Japan rebuilt Tokyo and built defenses around it, but didn't go after the U.S. They thought that would be a very foolish thing to do. Instead, they just built up their military. The Middle Eastern Coalition saw each and every one of these alliances as a threat and started to gain more and more power.
China and Japan (Russia was still building up) hit India very hard. They overtook it in a matter of months and started to scare the Middle Eastern Coalition. Saudi Arabia, seeing that another world war would be starting, joined the Middle Eastern Coalition in January, 2013. They built up their borders with great military force. They now had giant pillboxes and bunkers, sandbags, mines, obstacles for the tanks on the beaches, and machine-gun positions all over the place.
Then, the European Nation declared war on the Asian Nations and on the Middle Eastern Coalition. The U.S. talked with the European Nation about it. The European Nation wanted to keep peace, but keep the alliances like they were. The U.S. wanted to break up the alliances, and so the U.S. and Canada declared war on all of them. World War III... has started...

Chapter One: Cairo

“When did you and your boys transfer in?” General Reigns and Major Speirs were pacing the dry, hot desert floor.
“Just yesterday. There’s a platoon of us… About twenty-six men I believe. They’re set up in bunks now and they’re getting familiar with the place. I have my captain running drills with them right now.”
“Good… We have an operation we need to be commenced. Your boys got any training?”
“We were staged in one major battle in Europe… But that’s it, sir.”
“Well, that’s fine enough, I just need SOME experienced soldiers, we’re probably gonna get a hell of a lot of recruits coming in a few days. Whiny little bitches that just want to fight.”
“Heh… Yea… Crazy kids that got drafted in the war, eh?”
“Yea, that’s pretty much the majority of ‘em. Sometimes we get a West Point lieutenant or two.” Major Speirs hadn’t gone to a military academy, like General Reigns.
“What’s the operation?” Speirs put his helmet down under his arm as they came into a huge building. They went into a room where the general had maps laid out and a chalkboard of strategies. Speirs wiped blonde hair away from his boyish, blue eyes. He gasped and took the helmet from under his arm, putting it down on the edge of the table.
Reigns was an old fella. He had gray hair and wore four stars upon his helmet. He trained most of his men very hard and had been successful in a lot of his campaigns in the Iraqi war. “Over here, son.” He led Speirs to a table where a map of Egypt was. They were at Asyut, Egypt. The city that was circled in black was Cairo. “We got a lot of Middle Eastern bastards held up in Cairo. They took it about a week ago and keep reinforcing it each day. I got a few sniper scouts that report in every couple of days.”
“You want us to take Cairo?”
“Mhmm… I have three black hawks and about… twelve humvees.” Reigns paused and scratched his head. “We know that one of their generals, and other high ranking officers, is held up in the tall building in the center of the city. The problem is that we don’t know the resistance level of the city.”
“How many did they kill when they entered the city?”
“All soldiers and all civilians.”
Speirs nodded. “Alright… I’ll coordinate the attack more specifically with my officers.”
“Good luck… Don’t leave any one behind, this could earn you a nice reputation and maybe even a star if you get it done right.”
Speirs had been itching for the rank of general in the European theatre. He nodded. “Yes, sir.” He smiled and grabbed his helmet, keeping it under his arm as he exited the room.
Speirs walked out of the building and to the shooting range. Squad one was doing target practice while Squad Two was running laps. He found Fox and walked up to him. “We got an operation underway, I need to call a meeting for it. Tell the officers to let the squads go for now and to report to me.”
“Yes sir!” Fox replied and did what he was told. Speirs set up a chalkboard. The meeting started. Major Speirs, Captain Fox, First Lieutenant Bull, First Lieutenant Foley, Second Lieutenant Woods, and Second Lieutenant Cheatham were all there.
“Alright.” Speirs stood up. “No need for introductions, we all know eachother. We got an operation we need to commence though. This one came straight from the Stars, Reigns wants it done, and done quickly. The whole platoon is gonna be in on it. We gotta take Cairo from the Middle Eastern bastards. There’s a building in the center of the town where lots of high-ranking officers are. Now, defenses and resistance aren’t known, but they shouldn’t be too much since they don’t even know were in Egypt. I want First Squad, with Woods leading them, to take the three Black Hawks and do a rope-drop into the center. I want you to take the snipers from both squads and take out the guards, then drop in. Storm the building, but only fire when necessary. We want to take the general alive.”
“Yes, sir!”
“Then I want Cheatham to take the Squad Two and all the humvees and ride into the city, surrounding the building. I want Woods to take the POW’s out to the convoy and load them up. Squad One will provide rear security, then load up on the back of the convoy and proceed back here.”
“Understood, sir!” Came the response from Woods and Cheat.
“Good… Tell your men.” A runner came up and handed Speirs a piece of paper. “Ah, good luck boys, looks like we just got a few new recruits and a Bradley Tank. Take it with you in your convoy, Cheat.”
“Will do, sir.” Cheat smiled.
“Dismissed men. This operation will commence at 1700 hours tomorrow.”
Throughout the rest of the day, both squads were doing practice runs of it. First Squad was running into the helicopters and starting the engines up, then jumping down from the ropes onto the ground. Second Squad just ran the humvees and .50 cals atop of them through the day.

---1700 Hours the Next Day---

“Load up boys, let’s go, lets go!” Night fell fast as they loaded into the Black Hawks and into the humvees. The pilots looked back at the members of First Squad. In one of the Black Hawks was Sergeant Compton, Corporal Conrad, Private First Class John Toye, Private McCabe, and Private Skadork. In the other Black Hawk was Second Lieutenant Woods, Private Lynx, Private Clarke, Private Winters, Private Tex, and Private Monkey. Bonte was in the second chopper since he was on sniper duty with them. Most of these guys were called by their nickname or their last name, they were rarely called by their actual names.
All of Second Squad were loaded into the humvees and the one Bradley tank. In the tank was Flame, Hunter, and Josza, who were all privates. Fox, Bull, Foley, and Speirs were all in the last humvee in the convoy. They had wanted to stay with their troops and fought side by side with them. Second Squad was made up of 2nd Lt. Cheatham, Sergeant Doc Roe, Corporal Lazer, Private First Class Muck, Private Kerry, Private Bonte, Private Johno, Private Hunter, Private Studders, Private Flame, and Private Josza. Bonte was on sniper duty in Squad One though.
All of them were in camo-uniforms, combat boots, the standard helmets, and light body armor across their chest that was hidden by clothing. On their belts were three fragmentation grenades, one smoke grenade, a combat knife, and a pistol. Conrad checked his piece, then looked across at Compton as he got in. “Hey man, you alright?”
Compton nodded as he put a fresh clip into his G3 Assault Rifle and smacked it in one more time. “Yea, why?”
“You were only on one patrol with us in Europe, you aint nervous?”
“Nah, why would I be?”
“You’re too ****ing brave dude… First battle I was in back in Europe… **** I almost pissed myself!”
“I’m just not like that dude.”
“Go **** yourself Compton.” Conrad shook his head and looked back at him. “Got a pack of cigs?”
“I don’t smoke…”
“Figures… You’re not nervous or afraid and you don’t smoke. The hells wrong with you man?!” Conrad smiled abit.
Compton laughed and only shrugged. Skadork had his M4 Sniper Rifle and he was looking down the scope at a couple of boar that were running. He slipped his finger passed the trigger as the bullet hit one in the head and it stumbled over itself. Conrad looked out the door at it. “You’re one crazed sniper…”
“Practice makes perfect boys.”
“Then why are we watching you?” Conrad chuckled.
“I could hit you a mile away boy.”
“I bet you could… if I was standing still anyway.” Conrad looked at him as he turned.
“Did you just see me hit that boar?”
“What’s your point?”
Skadork was speechless as he shook his head in frustration and turned his head. Toye started to pray out loud and Conrad looked at him, giving him a weird look. “What the hell are you doing man?”
“Asking God to forgive me for my sins.”
“Aren’t our sins forgiven when we die anyway?”
“Are you religious at all, Conrad.”
“I’ve only been to church like twice in my life man, and that was when I was like five.” Conrad said as he shrugged. “I just don’t have faith.”
“That’s weird, I never met a brother who didn’t have faith.”
“Well, there’s a first for everything.”
The pilot looked back at us as he held up five fingers. Sergeant Compton put his mic infront of his mouth and nodded. “Five minutes!” He shouted out over the roar of the choppers. Compton looked down and pointed to the tall building in the center of the city. “Snipers, take out the guards with guns. But remember, don’t shoot any civilians and don’t shoot anybody that looks like a civilian unless they shoot first.” All of the men nodded to the last thing as Skadork and Bone raised their rifles.
They started to snipe as the chopper stopped. “Ropes!” Compton yelled as both ropes were taken out. “Go, go, go!” Conrad watched as Toye and McCabe went out first. Conrad grabbed the ropes, letting his SAW machine gun dangle behind him. He let his gloved hands grasp it tightly as he jumped down and heard one sniper rifle go off right by his head. He closed his eyes as he got a splitting headache and he hit the ground with a thud, falling. His ears were stinging like hell and he covered them as soon as he hit the ground. Compton came down and grabbed him, bringing him to the building and leaving him there.
“You alright, Conrad?”
Conrad opened his eyes and let his gloved hands from his ears as the stinging slowly faded. “Yea… Yea, I think I’m alright.” Conrad shook his head and stood up as the other half of the squad came to meet them. “Alright, Conrad, Lynx, and Clarke. You three wait here and hold off until the convoy gets here. The rest, on me. Remember the rules of engagement, don’t shoot unless shot at. Alright, let’s go!” Woods kicked the front door down and ran in, his M4 barrel pointing one of the guards as he went for his gun.
“Compton, take Monkey and Tex and go up to the second floor. Bring the prisoners down here once they’re rallied up.”
“Yes sir!”
Woods looked at Winters. “Look for any more and bring them here.”
“Yes sir!” He shouted. Skadork and Bonte came up to Woods once they landed as well.
“What are our orders, sir?”
“Go back out by Conrad, Lynx, and Clarke and watch the rooftops.” They nodded and left Woods.
Compton went up with Monkey and Tex to the top of the stairs. He saw one big room and a room to the right. He motioned for them to take the room to the right. Compton rushed into the other room and saw one man talking to a bunch of other men. “Get down! Get down!” He yelled and shoved their heads down. Monkey and Tex came into the room.
“There was only equipment in that room, sir.”
“Alright, help me take these prisoners downstairs to the L.T.” The three of them forced the prisoners downstairs and to Woods. They went outside. Conrad was laying prone, his SAW set up on its bipod. He watched down the street. Lynx and Clarke were watching the other way as the convoy turned down the street and Woods looked at them.
“Put the prisoners into any empty humvees. Squad One, provide rear security for the convoy!” Conrad got up and helped load the prisoners in just as he saw figures on the other side of the street on the rooftops.
“Holy ****! GET DOWN!” He yelled as he dove and covered his ears. The convoy started to move out. The tank was infront and it hit a land mine and went up in flames. The bottom of it reacted with the land mine viciously. The entire tank flew up into the air and came crashing down, landing upside down on the ground. The men inside of it were all killed. One man on the top of the roofs had an RPG and he sent the second humvee, the one behind the tank, in flames. It hit the front and shattered the glass, the explosion killing the driver. The driver wasn’t part of the platoon though, he was an Egyptian volunteer.
Woods looked at Bonte and Skadork. “Snipe the rooftops and watch your back! Set up a defensive perimeter and make sure that no more of the convoy gets hit!” Flames started to spread as the wind picked up. Woods ran over to the tank and kneeled down. He saw a body tumble out of the tank, wrenched in blood, obviously dead. He then looked at the humvee. There was nobody in the passenger seat, thank God.
Fox, Speirs, Cheat, Bull and Foley went up to Woods. “We’re going to use the POW building as a field H.Q. until further notice. Get all of your squad into it!”
“Roger that!” Woods replied to Speirs. Woods shouted out. “All squads, get into the building!” All of the men hurried into the doors, then shut them and locked them.
Woods, Speirs, Fox, Cheat, Bull, and Foley went to the top floor and into the big room. “Who was in that tank?” Woods asked Cheat.
“Flame, Josza, and Hunter…”
“They were good soldiers… Good men…”
Cheat nodded and looked away. Fox got up and shouted to everybody. “Use the windows to fire out at them! Don’t go back outside unless ordered to! We don’t want any more of a body count then we already have! First Squad, take the bottom floor, Second Squad, talk the top floor.”
A machinegun from across the street fired up on them as it traced across the top floor windows and hit Clarke in the shoulder. He fell back and took off his uniform. The body armor didn’t cover that part as blood soaked out. Lynx, who was next to him, screamed for a medic. McCabe ran up to him and swallowed hard.
“Alright, he’ll live, don’t worry.” He said as he kept his hands on the wound, applying pressure. He looked at Lynx. “Listen… hold the wound open long enough for me to get the bullet out.” Lynx nodded. “One… Two… Three!” Lynx opened up the wound as blood squirted out into the open air and into their faces. McCabe took a pair of what looked like tweezers and went into the wound. He found the bullet and pulled on it, then took it out and dropped it on the ground. “Alright, close the wound!” He put pressure on it as he bandaged it up. Clarke was alive, but he passed out. Lynx and McCabe brought him to the back of the room.
The machine gun rattled and Skadork waited for a good moment. Bullets went through the windows and hit the wall, making a loud sound of splitting wood. Conrad opened the door abit to draw fire, letting the bullets off of the belt on his SAW fly towards the man. Skadork turned and looked out the window, looking down his sight and getting a good lock on them man. Conrad felt his shoulder beginning to ache as he turned and Skadork landed the sight on his throat. He squeezed the trigger back as the bullet flew into the man’s throat and he choked, dying. The machine gun was silenced.
Speirs sighed and walked over to Lynx. “Get on the radio with HQ.”
“Yes, sir!” Lynx said and pulled out the phone. “We need air support right now!”
“We’re sorry… You’re gonna have to wait till morning… Then we can send for evac… Hold out boys… Out!” The transmission ended as Lynx shook his head to Speirs. “Gotta wait till morning sir…”
Speirs yelled and sighed. Conrad heard the roar of an engine as he opened the door a little more and saw a jeep going by. He pulled his sights up to his eyes and let the bullets tear into the side of it. The bullets from the mounted machinegun on the back hissed and hit Tex, who was standing just a foot away from Conrad. He didn’t notice that Tex had been hit as one of the bullets landed a direct hit and the jeep went up in flames. Conrad looked at Tex, “****!” He checked his pulse. Nothing.
Conrad shook his head and put in a new belt of ammunition. He closed Tex’s eyes and put him in the back of the room on the bottom floor. Conrad closed the door and heard more gunfire picking up. On the top floor, all the men were at the windows, firing.
An RPG hit the bottom left window, sending shrapnel all over Joe Toye’s face and sending him to the ground screaming. Compton ran over to him and tried to help, but too much blood was coming out and soon, he was dead as well. Conrad put him in the back as well.
The gunfire started to die down as both sides were overheating their weapons and getting more jams. Woods came to the bottom floor and looked at Compton. “Body count?”
“Tex and Joe Toye have both been killed, sir… We brought their bodies to the back of the room…”
“God damnit!” Woods yelled out and sighed, calming down. “Evac is on its way…”
“How long?”
“About 0700 hours…”
“It’s about midnight now, sir, I don’t think we can last that long.”
“We gotta, son, we gotta… I’ll stay down here and help you fend off the attacks. Those MEC ****s are probably staging a good assault plan.”
And they did. The MEC forces used small jeeps to get reinforcements to the scene. They had about five platoons storm the front of the field HQ. “Keep them back, keep them back!” Conrad looked out the window as they tried to bust through the locked doors. Conrad let his bullets fly lose, but he knew he only had one belt of ammunition left. Woods and Compton looked out the other window and fired their pieces as well. Lynx, Winters, McCabe, and Monkey all looked at the door, waiting for the men to fly through.
The doors were busted open and a few stray shots his Monkey and sent him on his back, grabbing his neck as he choked and blood soaked the floor. McCabe tried to help him, but it wasn’t enough. He choked to death as McCabe brought him to the back with the others. Woods saw that they were starting to over run them and he fired the rest of his clip. “Retreat to the top floor and watch the stairs!”
Conrad backed up, firing the last of his belt and killing the last of the assaulting forces. He could hear engines roaring from the MEC jeeps though.
Speirs walked over to Woods. “What’s going on?”
“They busted down the doors with the first wave, if we stayed down there, then the snipers would pick us off easily.”
“Understood, just watch the stairs and make sure they don’t get up here.”
Speirs walked back over to Fox, Bull, and Foley. Skadork went over to a window and helped Bonte snipe out the enemy. The fighting died down from about 12:30 till 1:30 and the soldiers talked for awhile.
“What if one of us gets hit?” Speirs looked at Fox.
“Then we will help them as best we can.” Fox nodded. Foley and Bull went over to the windows to instruct the platoon better.
“Yea, but one if one of us gets killed?”
“Then we’ll get a replacement when we get back to base.”
“What happens if we don’t get back to base?”
“Then we’re all ****ed Speirs…”
Speirs chuckled and nodded. “That wont happen though…”
Conrad was talking with Winters as he took a cig from him and lit it with his lighter. He took a long drag and blew smoke out of his nostrils. “Thanks man.”
“No problem Conrad.” Winters nodded and looked down the stairs at the busted door. “Man, I wasn’t cut out for this…”
“What? The army?”
“Yea… I got drafted in and went through infantry… I took Advanced Infantry just to stay out of the war…”
“Well, ya know, you can’t help it if you get drafted. It’s just how things work out man.”
He nodded. “Yea… I got a girl back home…”
“Really? She pretty?”
He nodded. “I’ll show you a picture of her when we get back to base.”
“I’ll hold you to that promise mate.”
Winters nodded.
Cheat was looking at Middle Eastern books from a bookshelf he had found in the other room. “How the **** do these guys read this ****?”
Doc Roe looked at him. “It’s like English to them, Cheat.”
“This aint English to me.”
“Cause it’s a different language…”
“You said its like English to them.”
“To THEM you *******.”
Cheat shrugged and threw the book out of the window. “****ing Saudi Arabians…”
The fighting started back up again. A sniper caught Studders in the *** and he was taken to the back of the room. The medics went back to help him, he was screaming and making everyone even more nervous and scared of getting shot.
Bonte caught the sniper and hit him, causing him to fall over the rooftop. Soon, the sounds of gunfire picked up again as AK-47’s hit the windows and the walls. They stormed the bottom as Conrad took up his position and fired as soon as they came around the corner. The rest of First Squad picked up the fire and hit them as soon as they turned. Their guns went off in the air and hit the ceiling when they fell.
Winters was the next to get hit. Five men turned the corner and hit him in the kneecap. He fell as Conrad shot them down and then called for a medic. McCabe took him back to where Studders was. Conrad then looked back down and continued to fire at them.
The fighting raged on like this until Lynx got a call on his radio and he gave it to Speirs. “What’s your position?”
Speirs answered back, “The center, tallest building in the city. Land on the roof, we’ll head up there now.” The sun was just rising now and the men were tired as hell. They had been defending themselves and were running very low on ammo. Conrad had been using his pistol for the last two hours, using every shot wisely.
“Roger that, we’ll pick you up, over and out.”
“We’re heading up to the rooftops! I need cover, let’s get the wounded up there and make sure nobody gets hit!”
They took the POW’s up to the top as well, giving them extra covering fire. An RPG hit just to the side as shrapnel hit into Bull and he fell onto his back. He looked at it and took the piece of metal out of his chest plate.
They used stretchers to take all the wounded up there. Bonte and Skadork used their last few shots to take out the gunners and the enemy snipers, then they just slung the rifles over their shoulders and went to the rooftops. The two choppers came into view. This time, they had door gunners that provided lots of cover. They put the wounded and the medics into one chopper and everyone else crammed into the second chopper. When they were lifting off, Johno took a hit to the back of his leg.
When they got back to base, the wounded were taken in and a few soldiers stayed on the choppers. They had to go back for the dead… All the prisoners were taken to General Reigns for questioning.
Conrad, Compton, Skadork, Kerry, and Fox went back with one of the Black Hawks to get the dead guys that they had left behind. “You think the MEC took ‘em?” Conrad asked Fox.
“Maybe… We’ll soon find out guys, we’ll soon find out.”
The rope jump was the same as before. We all jumped down to the ground, but this time, we took in heavy fire. Machine guns from the windows were blazing on us and an RPG went off, sending all of us into different directions. Skadork was blasted onto his back a few feet away from Conrad and Fox. Skadork looked around, he seemed lost or something. Fox went up to him, but he couldn’t tell what Fox was saying. Soon, everything echoed back in and he could hear again.
Fox ran up to the building, “Let’s Go!” He checked the back to see if they were still there. “Alright, they didn’t take ‘em. Kerry, help me get them to the rooftop, Skadork and Conrad, give us covering fire!”
“Yes sir!” Everybody shouted as Conrad and Skadork went up to the second story. Conrad laid down his shells onto the buildings across the street while Skadork sniped the ones on the rooftops.
“Alright, let’s get up to the rooftop!” Fox and Kerry were bringing the first guy out. They had to bring out six… Conrad drew what looked like a revolver, but a flare shot out of it. He looked as the helicopter came flying back towards them. A bullet hit Skadork in the head as Conrad ran over to him.
“Hey man, you alright?!” Skadork’s helmet had bounced off. He picked up his helmet and found the bullet lodged into the front of it. He put it back onto his head.
“That was weird…”
The Black Hawk landed and they loaded the six dead guys up. They went back to base and brought them inside… This was the beginning of the war against the Middle Eastern Coalition.

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Re: Easy Company

Chapter Two: Training

“I should get a ****ing Medal of Honor.” Cheat nodded as he looked over at Doc Roe and Conrad.
“Now why should you get a Medal of Honor? You haven’t done anything THAT courageous yet, Cheat.” Conrad smirked and looked over at Doc Roe.
“I don’t know man, Cheat has been there for us. He’s like the mother of the platoon.” Roe snickered as Conrad looked back over at Cheat, who was getting a little annoyed.
“If I wanted, I could get both of you court martialed.”
“For what?!” Conrad yelled.
“For saying that I shouldn’t get a Medal of Honor you ******.”
“Go to hell Cheat!” Conrad yelled at him and then they both laughed. The three of them were sitting atop of a tank. A Bradley, like the one that got blown up by a land mine in Cairo. They were actually just outside of the city. Speirs and Reigns were setting up a new HQ there and so these three misfits were pulling off some guard duty.
“Well, when I get that Medal of Honor, I’m gonna brag like a mother ****er!” Cheat smiled proudly.
“You are NOT going to get that medal. ****, I’d get that medal before you.” Roe smirked as Cheat pushed him off the tank and he fell onto the hot, desert ground. “That’s just mean…” Roe was Canadian, but he had wanted to join the army since he knew Conrad. He got his wish when he was accepted into the platoon. He had a Canadian accent, but he barely ever said ‘eh’ or anything like that a lot.
Cheat shrugged it off and took out a cigarette, lighting it up. “Hey, pass me one of them!” Conrad said as Cheat threw a cigarette over his way. “Thanks.” Cheat and Conrad were both from Jersey, Cheat had grown up there. Conrad moved to Virginia in the middle of fourth grade, and he finished highschool and college in VA. Conrad lit it up and took a drag.
Roe got back onto the tank. “You want one, Roe?” Cheat asked.
“I don’t smoke.”
“Oh, yea, right… Cause you’re a *****…”
“I’m not a *****, I just don’t smoke.”
“Right, right… *****!”
“**** off!”
“Alright… Canadian *****!”
Conrad burst out laughing as Roe got irritated by Cheat. Cheat smirked and nodded. “Alright, alright, I’ll stop.” Cheat nodded and looked out across the desert plains. “You think the towel heads will come after us?”
“Nah, they’re probably still getting reinforcements together and setting up defenses. They know that they can’t take us, and they don’t even know how many of us there are.” Conrad said.
“I heard a rumor when we were leaving, that the 10th Armored Division is going to reinforce us sometime soon.” Roe looked at them and nodded as Cheat finished his cigarette and threw it on the ground.
Cheat nodded, “Yea, we’re also going to be known as the 87th Infantry now by the way. I’m not sure on the armored division thing, but we did get a Bradley tank today, so ya never know.” Cheat shrugged it off. “Night is gonna fall soon, we should head back in.” Cheat got inside the tank as Conrad followed him. Roe waited a few moments as he grabbed his G3, aiming out into the desert and shooting. He heard a body drop as voices yelled out.
“****!” He yelled as he went into the tank and closed the top. “There’s a few Arabians out there guys, I hit one, I think it might just be a squad.” Cheat nodded as he fired and backed the tank up. He looked out and fired again. He smirked as he saw the bodies go up in to the air and he let the machinegun rip.
“Alright, we got ‘em boys, let’s head back to town.” Conrad nodded and they steered their way back into Cairo. They put the tank with almost twelve others that they saw. “What’s with all these tanks?” Cheat asked, but Roe and Conrad didn’t have an answer for him. They all hopped out of the tank.
Lazer ran up to Conrad and Roe and grabbed Conrad by the shoulders, shaking him. “What the **** Lazer?!” Conrad dropped his SAW as he looked at him.
“The rumors are true, the 10th Armored just showed up and they brought lots of pleasant suprises.” Lazer smiled and nodded.
“Holy ****, what’d they bring us?!”
Doc roe smirked as Conrad got excited. “This is just like Christmas, eh?” Roe chuckled as he walked toward the tanks and Cheat ran off to go find Fox.
Lazer, Roe, and Conrad went over to look at the tanks. Lazer chuckled, “Which one doesn’t belong?” There was only one Bradley, the other twelve were M1A2 Abrams.
Conrad let his SAW shift to his back on the strap as he smirked, then laughed. “Yep, I like the Abrams better though. Infantry-Killers, not really tank-killers. That’s why they got us though, so we can carry around massive bazooka-like weaponry.”
Roe nodded. “Good point.”
Lazer was a corporal, like Conrad, and he knew Lieutenant Foley well. They both grew up in Michigan, but Lazer waited till about a month after Foley to join the army. “So where are the 10th Armored boys now?” Conrad looked at Lazer.
“They’re inside, getting in bunks and getting dinner, with the rest of our platoon. Did you know that were gonna be the 87th Infantry now?”
Conrad nodded. “Yea, Cheat told us. Let’s go and get a bite with the fellas then.”
Lazer and Roe nodded as they went into the mess hall, which was just a big building with food in it basically. Lazer, Conrad, and Roe sat with Compton and Lynx, all of them getting some food. Compton was a sergeant, but he liked to talk with everybody. Rank didn’t matter to most of the guys in the platoon. He was born in California and was drafted into the war, but he’s a tough guy. He was a football player in California.
“Hey boys, how was the guard duty?” Compton looked at Roe and Conrad.
“Pretty god damn boring to be honest. We only found a squad, and we wasted those bitches.”
Lynx was half British and half Naples. He moved to the U.S. and lived in New York City until the war started. He took Special Operations training and is very stealthy while in battle. He had a pretty weird accent, but he was cool. “Well, this just proves that we need armor to win the war.”
Roe shrugged slightly. “How do ya figure?”
“Well, three men can operate one tank, right?”
Roe nodded, “Right…”
“So then we send in the tanks to lighten up the MEC, then we send in the infantry to clean up. The tanks will rampage the city or town like hell, and then the infantry will just charge in and finish ‘em off.”
“Right, but if you just snipe the mother ****ers, then problem solved.”
“That takes longer and by the time you pick off a few of them, they can get reinforcements or find your snipers.”
“Good point…”
Lynx snickered as he won the argument. Compton reentered the conversation. “You hear about those Steyr Combat Assault Rifles?”
“What the **** are you babbling about?” Conrad looked at his sergeant.
“I don’t know, some kind of new assault rifle, it’s like the G3, only fifty times better.”
A toothy grin came across Lynx’s face. “I NEED one of these bad boys man.”
“Only people with G3’s are getting them, Lynx. Looks like your **** outta luck.” Compton smirked.
Lynx shrugged, “I’ll find a way to get one. When are they gonna get released to you sergeants?”
“Hmm… I think… Tomorrow morning when we do training. Fox is gonna run us down in the training, or so I heard Woods saying.”
Roe looked at Compton and nodded. “We gonna be doing laps… And more laps… AND GUESS WHAT?!”
Lazer faked it, “WHAT?!”
“MORE LAPS! YIPEE!” All of them laughed as Compton smiled.
“Yea, Fox wants us to be ready when we invade Saudi Arabia. So we’re gonna run laps, we’re gonna do target practice, and then ‘special training.’”
“Special Training entails ****ing Cheat and Woods.” Lazer added as Conrad chuckled under his breath.
“And Compton would like that.” Roe laughed just as Bull was coming up.
“Excuse me, soldier?” Bull glared down at him.
“Uhh… Nothing, sir, nothing at all.”
“GOOD!” Bull was a football player back in the States, and everybody here was afraid of him whenever they got on his bad side. “Now why don’t you boys get a nice sleep… Gonna wake you up nice and early!”
They went off to their bunks. Conrad looked over at Compton. “You know that before Winters got hit and wounded in Cairo… He told me that he had a girl back home… If you got a girl back home and you die, how do you think she feels?”
Compton shrugged, “I don’t know man… The only person I ever write to is my mom, I don’t have a girl back home.”
Conrad nodded, “Right, right, neither do I… I only write to my brother and my mom. My mom would think it’s the end of the world if I got shot, even if it was just a small wound.”
Compton laughed and nodded, “Ditto… Well, let’s get some shut eye, like Bull said, he’s gonna wake us up nice and early.”
Conrad nodded, “Night Sarge.” They both went to sleep quickly.

0500 Hours

Conrad felt a hand on his shoulder as he quickly sat up to Compton’s face next to his. “What the ****?” Conrad muttered sleepily.
“Fox wants us up, common, put on your uniform.” Conrad sighed and got his uniform and equipment. He reported, with his squad, outside. Woods, the First Squad leader, and Fox, the company CO, knew eachother. They both grew up in Jersey and had lived close to one another.
“Alright guys, how’d you like getting up early?” Everyone grunted their ‘appreciation’ as Speirs would’ve called it. Speirs wasn’t there though. Just First Squad and Fox. Second Squad was probably somewhere else, getting their own beating. “Well, better get used to it, because you’re gonna have to get up this early every day for the next week.” Some people moaned and whined as Fox went up to McCabe. “What you whining about?”
“Nothing, SIR!”
“No, you were pissing about something. Speak your mind, son.”
“It’s really nothing sir.”
Fox looked him in the eye and McCabe spoke. “I said this was ********, sir!”
“That’s more like it… Have fun boys, you guys get to run an extra five laps thanks to Sean McCabe! Get started right NOW!”
Conrad sighed as Woods led the squad around the outskirts of the city… Fifteen times… Conrad and Compton were both at the back of the squad, trying their hardest to keep up. Woods, McCabe, and Lynx were at the front of the line with Woods. Conrad looked at Compton, “How does Lynx and Woods do it?”
Compton swallowed hard, sweat pouring down his face. They were on their last lap now. He panted as he spoke, “Aint Woods a soccer player? And Lynx is just a crazy mother ****er, I gotta say.”
Conrad nodded, “I’m not sure about Woods… But yes, Lynx is a pretty weird dude.” Conrad sighed, “I can’t feel my legs man.” They got to the end of their last lap as Fox looked at them and laughed.
“Nice job ladies.” Conrad was displeased that he was being insulted after fifteen laps of hell. “Now guess what?” He led the squad over to an obstacle course on the other side of the city. It was about… 7:00 A.M. by now. It was still kind of dark though, the sun wasn’t going to rise for another hour. Thank God.
“The first thing you gotta do is run through the netting without falling. Then, you do the army crawl under the barbed wire, climb up and over the wall, crawl through the giant tires, and run back here to do it two more times.” Everybody groaned now. They got in three lines. Conrad and Compton made one. Woods, McCabe, and Skadork were in another. Lynx made up the last. They were a little undermanned since Clarke and Winters had been shot in the first mission.
Fox blew on his whistle as the first three shot off. Conrad looked down at his feet as he went through the netting. “Don’t look at your feet, look ahead! The enemy aint underneath you! He’s shooting at you!” Conrad looked ahead and tripped on the last netting, stumbling as he fell onto his face by the barbed wire. He did the crawl and came to the wall. He sighed and jumped up onto the wall, falling onto his *** almost right away. He did it again as Fox laughed. “Common soldier!” Conrad made it over the wall and crouched, going through the tires.
He then ran to the line as Compton went through it. The second time was easier. He looked ahead when he went through the netting, and he didn’t trip. The barbed wire crawl didn’t take him as long, and climbing the wall wasn’t as hard either. The third time he was exhausted when he did it. He stumbled around and at the end, Fox glared at him for his ‘poor attempt.’
“Common boys, let’s go and get your new weapons.” New weapons? Was he talking about JUST the Steyr guns?
Conrad looked at Compton as they were led back to a small camp outside. “What was he talking about?”
“Probably we’re gonna get new pieces, since our old ones are worn out. And the Steyr guns.” He added at the end. Fox stopped at tables full of guns. He gave us all new weapons and gave Compton a Steyr Assault Rifle.
Lynx looked at Compton and shook his head. “I ****ing hate you…” Fox overheard this and laughed.
“You want one, private?”
“Uhh… Yes, sir!”
“Well, we actually have an extra. I was gonna use it because Speirs recommended it, but I prefer my M4. Here you go.” He handed it over as Lynx looked at Compton and smirked.
“Can you say, owned like a mother ****er?”
“**** off Lynx!” Compton shook his head as he strapped the gun onto its strap and he let it dangle.
Second Squad showed up when everybody was checking out their guns. Most people just got new models of the same weapons, they just looked cooler. Fox went up to Bull and Foley, who were both with Second Squad.
“Looks like First Squad kicked your guys asses.” Fox laughed and looked at them.
“Guess so.” Foley just shrugged.
Bonte went up to Kerry and Muck. “When do you think those wounded guys that got hit in Cairo are coming back?”
“Probably a few weeks, some of ‘em got banged up kinda bad from what I’ve heard.” Muck nodded as he spoke.
Kerry shrugged, “Won’t matter, we’re getting like ten or eleven new recruits in a few weeks.”
Bonte laughed, “How do you know that?”
“I overheard Speirs talking to General Reigns yesterday.”
Muck looked at him, “You’d make a good spy, you know that?” Kerry laughed abit.
Kerry had experience in weaponry before he joined the war. He was big on airsoft ever since he was a kid growing up in California. Bonte was drafted into the army, same as Kerry, and as Muck.
Speirs came out and everyone saluted. He saluted back, “At ease, boys. I just need your officers. Sergeants, you guys are in charge.” The officers all left with Speirs.
“Listen… China and Russia have invaded and taken Poland… They are going to make their move on Germany soon. If they take Germany and France, then they will probably be able to take the Middle East and drive us out. We need to take the Middle East and make sure this doesn’t happen.”
Everybody looked surprise, even Speirs looked surprised as he spoke. He continued. “The Australians are starting to put together a massive navy, but they fear Japan, as should we. Japan’s naval might is getting too great, and so the war in the Pacific will start soon. The U.S. fleet is on its way to the Philippines as we speak.”
Fox just asked straight out, “So what’re we going to do?”
“I’m getting to that.” Speirs looked at him fiercely. “We need to make our move on Saudi Arabia.”
Fox shook his head, “We will get slaughtered, their defenses have grown even more since we took Cairo from them.”
“We have the 10th Armored Division and I am in-charge of what to do with them. We can use their tanks to strike in, then use our jeeps to pull infantry in fast. We should be getting new recruits next week, and the wounded soldiers will be out of the hospitals soon enough.”
Foley interjected. “Are we going after their defenses? Or a specific location?”
“Well, we’ve gotten permission to move through Jordan, they are neutral in the affair. We can hit Saudi Arabia’s defenses from the side and move in, taking Tabuk first. That city is the first for many to come. I’m going to set the date for next week, Monday. From now until then, let’s train our men and tell them about the operation.”
They nodded and went back to the two squads. It was 8:30 a.m. by now and the sun had gotten into the sky, beating down on everybody. If you were outside, you were sweating, no matter what you were doing. Woods and Cheat assembled the two squads and told them about the mission.
Woods came to the end of it. “Alright, so let’s have both squads do some target practice.” They were led to the outdoor shooting range as they set up their guns and waited for the command. Conrad set his SAW on the bipod and aimed down the sight. He smiled. “OPEN FIRE!” As soon as the command was given, all the guns went off at once. The two SAW’s blazed as the bullets ripped apart the targets. The M4’s, M16’s, and M16A2’s made quite a racket as well. The new combat rifles didn’t make as much noise, but they were still noticed. “Cease fire! Cease Fire!” The order was given, but Conrad had only gone through half of the ammunition belt.
“Check your pieces and reload!” Woods ordered as Cheat sat down. The two squad leaders alternated days, most of the squad members knew this. Conrad put in a fresh belt off ammo. Kerry hit the bottom of the clip again to ensure that it was in tight, as most people did with the M16 and M4-type modeled weaponry.
“Alright… Since we’re going to be using the tanks and the jeeps, we’re going to practice with the mounted .50 cals on the back of the jeeps. They are not covered fully like the humvees, so you better be ready to take out your targets. We’ll have a total of five jeeps. All of the people in the platoon are going, Speirs, Fox, everybody. One guy in the passenger seat, one driving, one on the mounted machine gun. We can’t bring the jeeps into the shooting range, so fetch the .50 cals. Go in pairs of two, one feeds the ammo, the other shoots. Go, now!”
Conrad found Compton and they were gonna be partners. Kerry and Muck, Lazer and Lynx, and so on and so on. Conrad looked at the .50 cals when everybody went in for supplies. “Oh… She’s a beauty… Come here pretty girl.” Conrad smiled as he picked it up and looked at Compton who was staring at him.
“Hey, I’m in love with my SAW, so imagine how I feel when I see an even bigger weapon. You mind if I shoot?”
He shrugged, “Fine by me… Freak.” He snickered and both of them went back to the shooting range. Conrad set up the bipod on the sandbag as Compton put the belt across and then locked it in. Conrad looked down and found his target. He put his finger by the trigger and waited for the order.
Everybody set them up. Muck looked at it and smiled. “I think I’m gonna gun one of those jeeps. I mean, look at it, it’s just so pretty…” Kerry looked at him.
“What the **** dude?”
Muck shrugged and looked down the sight as well. The order was given, “OPEN FIRE!” Woods screamed as all of them went off, the bullets finding their targets. Muck fired in bursts, letting each bullet find its way toward the bullseye. Each person feeding it was hot on their hands as they let the ammo slide through their fingers until the entire belt was gone. “Not bad, not bad at all.” Woods said as Cheat got up. It was about… 9:15 a.m. and the sun was even hotter.
A member from the 10th Armored came up to Woods and Cheat and whispered something. Woods nodded. “Alright. Listen up guys! We’re gonna run some drills with the tanks, Reigns wants us to be ready for this invasion. So let’s get over to the tanks!” Lazer and Muck came up to Conrad and Compton.
“Hey guys.” Muck said.
“Hey Muck, Lazer.” Conrad said to them as they came to his side.
“You think this plan is gonna work?” Compton looked at them.
“You’re the higher rank, shouldn’t you know?” Muck chuckled as he spoke.
Compton smirked, “I’m not a ‘perfect strategist.’”
“Nobody is, there’s always a fault in a plan.” Lazer looked at them.
Muck changed the subject. “You think that clouds will ever shade us from this god damn sun?”
Conrad shook his head and looked up into the sky, “No such thing as shade in Egypt.” He put his head back down as they came up to the tanks. The Abrams looked shiny… The Bradley did not.
A captain jumped down from atop of the tank as everybody saluted. “At ease. Thankyou Lieutenants, but I can take it from here.” Woods and Cheat nodded and left. “Alright guys, I take it you’ve heard of the invasion, so I’ll just say it. We’re going in first and clearing out some pillboxes, trenches, bunkers, and things of the like. You guys will come in and check everything out, then await further orders from HQ and from us. If everything appears to be alright, then we’ll call for the platoon to come into the city and help us clear it out. If we get stuck then you will hold the trenches and pillboxes.”
Everybody just nodded and looked at eachother. It seemed like the armor would just be taking care of the situation, which was a good thing. It meant that nobody from the platoon would get hit… Hopefully. The captain continued.
“So, today we’re going to be doing some training. Who’s the radioman of each squad?”
Lynx stepped forward, “I am for First Squad, but the Second Squad radioman was hit and wounded. His name was Johno and he’s in the hospital right now.”
“Then you’ll have to keep up with both duties. Sorry man, it’s just how it’s gotta be.”
He nodded, “I can handle it, don’t worry.” Everybody knew that Lynx REALLY could handle it.
“Open up the com link on the radio.” Lynx did this rather quickly. “Alright, now. The tanks will move up and occupy some trenches, then we’ll move up and just stay there. We will radio in when we are leaving the trenches. If you guys don’t hop into the jeeps and get there within five to ten minutes, we might get hit from behind and get ****ed up. So be fast. This is only a drill, the trenches we’re actually dug by us this morning. We will just travel a mile past the trenches, you will be able to see us actually.”
Everybody from the platoon seemed to catch on quickly. “Alright, any questions?” Nobody said anything. “Let’s move out!” They hopped into their tanks and drove on out of there. Lynx kept the radio close and they went to get the jeeps. They started them up and some guys jumped onto the back, mounting the machine guns. Muck, Conrad, and Compton were in one jeep. Muck was driving, Compton was in the passenger, and Conrad was on the back of it. Lynx sat in the passenger seat of another jeep, the phone from the radio to his right ear.
“Alright, green light, green light to engage!” The transmission came through.
“Let’s move out!” Lynx shouted. Most of the jeeps started on out of there. Conrad looked and got used to moving the .50 cal while the jeep was moving. When they came to the trenches, there were small fires, and fake blood covered the trenches.
“Muck… Muck! JESUS CHRIST! Look out!” Muck almost drove into the trenches, but he stopped at the last minute.
“What the **** are you talking about Compton? I know how to drive!” He chuckled as they got out of the jeep and checked the trenches. The gunners stayed on the back of the jeeps and looked around. Lynx got the call, “We got flanked and are hit hard! Hold position! HOLD POSITION!”
Lynx nodded and shouted, “We’re holding, awaiting further orders!”
Compton looked at Muck. “I swear to GOD Muck, if you do that during the real thing, I’ll castrate you.”
Muck covered his balls, “You will not… I need them…”
Conrad chuckled, “Who’s gonna **** you?”
Lazer smirked, “His mom!” Compton and Conrad laughed, but Muck pushed Lazer into the trenches. “It was just a joke, don’t get all pissy…”
“I know… I just wanted to push you into the trench.” Muck laughed and helped him up. Lazer shook his head as the tanks rolled back toward them.
The captain got out and looked at us. “No foolin’ round boys, this is serious stuff! We’re gonna do it one more time.”
Muck got in the drivers seat and Compton hesitated to get in. “I aint gonna wreck us, don’t worry.” Compton sighed and got in as he sped off back to base.
Muck almost crashed into one of the buildings as he pulled up and twisted around. “Next time, I’m gonna drive.” Compton looked at Muck as Muck just laughed to himself.
“Alright, you know the drill.” The tanks pulled out as everybody waited for the call.
Muck looked at Compton and Conrad. “You do know that it’s gonna be the same thing, only this time we’re going to go PAST the trenches!” He faked a gasp as Compton nodded.
“Still, it’s a pretty good drill.” Compton said.
The call was made as they pulled out to the trenches. This time, Compton drove and he did a hell of a better job than Muck did. “I’m a speed demon, what can I say?” Conrad laughed as Muck said this.
Compton shook his head as they got out again and looked around the trenches. Lynx got the call, “Green light! Green light!” The jeeps went up to the tanks and the captain got out once again. This was getting pretty old, very fast. “Nice, let’s head back then. That’s it for today boys. Nice job!” They all went back and went to get some lunch.
Time flew when you were doing drills. Not having fun, doing drills. It was about 12:30. How the **** did time go so fast? Nobody knew. Everybody DID know that hell itself was upon them. Monday would come fast… and the invasion would come fast…

Chapter Three: Invasion

Studders came up to Muck and Bonte. “Hey guys.”
“Am I dead?”
Studders looked at Bonte and slowly shook his head. “Umm… No…”
“I thought you got shot in the ***?” Muck looked at him weirdly.
“They let me out so I could come back and shoot some Arabians.” Studders looked around. It was Saturday. The two squads had been training hard, but usually they had a nice, quiet weekend. Maybe not quiet, but it was pretty nice.
Bonte nodded. “That’s pretty cool. We’re gonna need some more mates around here if we want that invasion to go as planned.”
Studders looked from Bonte, to Muck, then back to Bonte. “Invasion?”
Muck took this one. “You see all that armor on your way into Cairo?” He nodded. “That was the 10th Armored Division my friend. Speirs has control of what they do and he wants the combined forces of the 87th Infantry, which is us, and the 10th Armored. The 10th Armored will go in first, then we’ll be called in, and then we’ll wait for further orders.”
“Anybody else got back yet?”
Bonte sighed. “Nope. I heard that Johno and Clarke got it pretty bad. I haven’t heard much about Winters yet.”
“Lucky bastards.” Muck said. “They get to stay out of this war and we get to go in and fight.”
“We’ll be the lucky ones if we don’t die…” Studders left them as he went into his bunk. Cheatham came in with Lazer.
“Hey Studders, you got some mail.” Cheat came up and handed him some mail. Lazer was already going through his mail as he smiled.
Studders saw that he had a letter from his twin brother, Elliott. He opened it up as Lazer put down some of his mail. Studders read it and looked over at Lazer. “Hey, my brother is gonna be joining the platoon.”
“I thought you guys got separated or something?”
“Well, he requested a transfer and he got it. He’ll be here tomorrow morning.” Studders seemed happy about this. He had told a lot of the guys about some of his experiences with his brother. He put the letter down and jumped off the top bunk of the bed. On the bottom would usually be Johno, but he wasn’t back yet.
The room was pretty simple. It was basically just a bunch of bunk-beds. Each squad was separated though, which was pretty lame in most of the soldier’s point of views. Some of the officers agreed, but they weren’t going to change it. That would be a waste of time.

Somewhere Off the Coast of Australia

“Aye, skipper.” An Australian put down the phone to the radio and looked at his captain. They were part of the defensive line against Japan. “Sir, the Japanese navy has split into two. One fleet is headed towards the Philippines, the next is coming for us.”
“Send out a transmission to the U.S. naval forces. We need to know what time they’ll get here. We may not be able to hold out that long.”
“Aye, mate.” The soldier nodded and tried to contact one of the U.S. navy carriers. He made it through. “’Ello mates, what’s your E.T.A.?”
An admiral had picked up the transmission call. “We are headed toward the Philippines… We need to catch the Japanese off guard… We’ll come get you after we have taken it. I’m sorry.”
“Aye…” The Australian put down the phone and just shook his head to the captain. They both sighed and looked out of the bunker. They saw the Japanese fleet on the horizon. Night was falling fast, and the battle would come all too soon.

Back at Cairo

Elliott finally got to Cairo and him and Studders were now talking. Elliott had been training, and also did some European combat, but not much. Just as Studders and Elliott were coming in to have lunch, a fight was getting started. “You think your such a badass, don’t you?”
“I didn’t mean anything by it…” Conrad replied to Kerry.
“Sure you didn’t, your such a ****ing *****.”
“You wanna make something of this?”
Kerry didn’t reply as Conrad turned his back toward him and started to walk away. Kerry shoved Conrad onto the ground as Conrad got back up and tackled Kerry to the ground, punching him. Studders ran up to them and pulled Conrad off of Kerry.
“****ing *******!” Conrad yelled as he was pulled back. All he had done was give Kerry a bloody nose and maybe a bruise.
“I’ll see you around…” Kerry just muttered as he left the lunch room. If an officer had seen that, Conrad and Kerry would’ve both gotten into some trouble.
Studders looked at Conrad, “What the **** was that?”
“Self-defense…”
“Just ignore ‘em dude, he aint worth the time.” Conrad just shrugged as he went and sat down, continuing to eat. Studders went back over to Elliott.
“You guys fight a lot around here?” Elliott asked as he looked at Conrad, then back to Studders.
“Nah, this is the first actually. Most of the guys get along pretty well.”
Elliott nodded. “That’s pretty good then.” They continued to talk and catch up on what had been happening.
As Conrad went outside, he saw a new face. He raised his eyebrow and looked at McCabe and Skadork, who were both talking with him. Conrad went up to them. “Who’s this?”
“Private First Class Nixon.” He saluted and Conrad shook his head.
“Lesson Number One… Don’t salute to me…”
“But you’re a corporal.”
“And?” Conrad chuckled abit. “I’m just kiddin’ dude, don’t worry. Anyway, what squad are you in?”
“First Squad. I’ve already reported to Lieutenant George.”
“HOLD IT! Lieutenant George? Call him Woods dude…” Conrad laughed and took out a cigarette. “You smoke?” He shook his head silently. “Where are you from and how’d you get here?”
“I’m from Texas,” the accent proved it, “And I was drafted into the army.”
“You seen combat yet?”
“Nope.” Nixon replied.
“It’s not much.” Skadork shrugged. “Course they call me lucky since I’m a sniper. I don’t always have to be on the front lines. You should feel bad for Sean here.”
McCabe snickered, “Yea, feel bad for the medic.”
“You should feel bad for me. I’m out there on the front lines getting shot at while you’re saving lives.” Conrad motioned to McCabe, then to Skadork. “And you’re in the back of the line sharpshooting!” He sighed and looked at Nixon’s weapon, an M4. Conrad had left his own weapon back at his bunk since they didn’t have drills today. “You been to your bunk yet?” He looked up to see Nixon’s face staring at his.
“Not yet.”
“Then let’s go!” Conrad led him into the First Squad bunks and showed him an empty one. “You can keep your **** and whatnot in here, you wont need your weapon since we don’t drill on the weekends. Be ready on Monday, we’re supposed to get more details on it tomorrow.”
Nixon nodded, “Uhh… ok.” He said as he put his stuff down on the bottom bunk of the bed. They both walked out to see Skadork, McCabe, and Studders and Eliott had both showed up as well.
“Studders, Elliott.” He nodded to them, still not sure which one was which. They looked at Nixon.
“Who’s that?” Studders asked.
Nixon introduced himself, “Private First Class Nixon.”
“You’re replacing Joe?”
Nixon shrugged, “Guess so.”
Studders hadn’t really known Toye that well, but still. “Oh, this is Elliott by the way.” He introduced his twin brother.
Skadork studied both of them. “Hmm… I don’t see how you guys are twins.”
Studders looked at him. “Just shut up.” Skadork looked at Studders.
“That’s Elliott.”
“I’m Studders!” Skadork laughed.
“Are you sure?” Studders just nodded. “Alright, if you say so.”
Everybody just found something to do after that. Lazer went up to Muck and Kerry. “Hey guys.” They both nodded to acknowledge his existence. They were outside at the shooting range. Muck and Kerry were both firing off their pieces. Kerry had an M16 and Muck had an M16A2. Muck used the grenade launcher as he fired it at the target and it exploded. He put another one in. “Why are you guys practicing on a Saturday?”
“To be ready for the invasion.” Muck took a quick glance at him. “I’m not getting hit because I missed a shot.” Kerry nodded in agreement.
“But we’ll have your back, guys.”
“I only trust my eyes and my fingers.” Muck sneezed and wiped his nose with his sleeve. Both of them switched to burst shot and started firing. Muck liked the recoil against his shoulder, the smooth kick of the gun as the bullets erupted from the muzzle and made their way to the location of the target. He smiled as he launched his grenade from the tube on the bottom of the weapon. The piece kicked back against his shoulder as it let out and exploded upon the target. Lazer left them and went to go find something better to do.
Lynx and Bonte were both looked at the jeeps and trucks. Lynx jumped onto the back of one of the jeeps and looked at the .50 cal. “I can’t wait for this invasion.”
Bonte walked over to one of the Abrams and checked it out. “You can’t wait for bloodshed? For a battle?”
Lynx swirled around, his hands on the machinegun. “I took some hardcore spec ops training dude, this is what I live for. I was MEANT for this war bro.”
“That’s weird, I thought I was meant for World War II.”
“Why World War II?”
Bonte walked back over to him. “Not sure, just seems like I belonged there.” Lynx jumped onto the ground.

Sunday 1500 Hours
Fox had assembled both platoons in the huge hall that they were using. It was now the lunch room, the equipment storage, and it had two huge rooms where each squad slept. It was the field HQ as most of them called it. “Alright guys. Tomorrow, the tanks are leaving at 0500 hours.” Conrad looked around and saw the 10th Armored next to Second Squad. “One called in, the infantry will high-tail out of there. Each jeep and tank has extra ammunitions and has full gas. They will make it to Saudi Arabia. This may be the most important mission in the Middle East. Don’t **** it up.” Fox had all seriousness in his voice.
Speirs must’ve told him to act as serious as possible. And Reigns must’ve told Speirs that. Chain of command always has its way. “Dismissed.”
Foley went up to Bull after the little speech had been made by Fox. “Hey man.”
Bull gruffly replied. “Hey…” Foley picked up his M16 and took it apart, cleaning it. Bull did the same to his M4A1.
“Where are we gonna be during all of this?” Foley put it back together and put in a fresh clip, hitting it a second time.
“We’re gonna be in one of the middle jeeps with Speirs. Fox and Speirs are gonna be with First Squad, we’re gonna be with Second.” Bull put his weapon on the strap, Foley did the same.

Monday 0400 Hours
Nixon fell out of his bed and hit the floor… He hit the floor hard. The song came to mind and filled his head. ‘Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor…’ The thoughts subsided as he got up and looked at Woods. “Get ready, we need to get to the jeeps. The tanks have just taken off.” The private first class nodded and put on his uniform. He grabbed his M4A1 and put in extra clips of ammunition into the pockets on his belt.
Elliott awoke to his brother shaking him. He got dressed and took his weapon into his hands, checking it. Both squads reported out to the jeeps as Lynx yawned and waited for the call. They were all tired, but they were ready for this invasion.
Captain O’Reilly, leader of the 10th Armored, was in the second row of Abrams. He looked out as they stopped at Amman, the border of Jordan and Israel. The call came to Lynx as he answered it and waited for some kind of order. “Get Speirs on the phone right now.” Lynx blinked and brought the radio to Speirs.
“For you, sir.” Speirs looked surprised as well as he answered it.
“Hello?”
“The Israeli military wants to help us invade Saudi Arabia, sir. They have helicopters loaded with infantry and a few squadrons of tanks.” He paused. “They said that the Saudi Arabians might overtake them and Jordan if they don’t get help.”
“Use them.”
“Yes, sir.” The captain put the phone down and nodded to his translator. A total of twenty tanks rolled to the Saudi Arabian border. The helicopters loaded with Israeli infantry never saw the enemy though. They were hit hard by anti-air components. The tanks could see the tracers go up into the air. They knew if a helicopter had been hit since it was still a little dark out and the explosion was devastating. The captain saw the first one get hit. It was just a big ball of fire falling from the sky. Soon, they retreated back to Israel.
The tanks found their enemies. They crossed the border and, across the wide, open desert, sat a trench system and rows of bunkers and pillboxes. Rockets swept passed the tanks, making whistling sounds. Artillery and mortars pounded the ground, sending dirt all around and complicating their sight.
O’Reilly got onto the open com link with the other tanks. “Steady men, don’t fire yet… Steady… Steady…” He saw the front row of tanks getting closer and closer. “NOW! FIRE AT WILL!” And with that, the tanks pounded the bunkers and pillboxes. The mortars and artillery now had them zeroed in as tanks were set ablaze in giant fireballs. The tanks’ machineguns ripped open and they fired, forcing the bunkers to collapse.
Lynx got the call as they head out. Conrad looked down at Compton and Muck. Compton was driving this time, but all three of them were silent. If an eyelash fell, they would be able to tell. Each jeep was the same. Deadly silence…
A mile away, they saw the once defensive line. The pillboxes and bunkers were on fire or were completely destroyed. Fire filled about half of the trenches. Dead bodies filled the air with a horrid stench and what were once tanks, were now piles of junk. At least ten tanks were trashed in the battle, but the artillery and mortars were silent now.
The men walked over to the trenches and looked down. Everything was covered in blood or flames. The sight was tragic to them all, but nobody said anything. This was the real war, this WAS war. Doc Roe kneeled down and took his helmet off. His hand went over his face and he held back his sadness. He started to slowly whimper. Death…Blood… It was more than he could handle. He stopped after a few minutes.
Nobody would think any less of him. They all had their moments of sadness or of anger, whatever it may be. They all took a kneel or sat down. Conrad sat down on the back of the jeep, letting the .50 cal slip out of his grip.
Lynx got the call. “Green light! Green light to engage!” The men pulled themselves together and sped off toward Tabuk. All they saw was the desert… That is, until the city came into view. They heard far off explosions a mile or two down the way. The chattering of light machineguns were heard as well, and an occasional rifle shot echoed around.
The jeeps came to the huge city, it spanned out for miles. Construction was obviously being done to it. Buildings weren’t finished yet, they were only half completed. Conrad looked around at the Middle Eastern-type houses, he was keeping an eye out for those rocket-whores. The sounds of battle came closer, and the sun was now rising. The top piece of a tank flew up into the air as Conrad ducked and looked up at it. The jeep convoy sped off in that direction. They passed a religion-like building, more houses, burned cars, and torn-up tanks.
The jeeps turned the corner and drove into hell. The tanks were looking up and around, trying to get a sight on where the rockets were coming from. Conrad looked up at the rooftops just as an RPG whizzed down and hit one of the tanks, just denting it. Conrad pulled back the trigger, as other jeeps did, and let the .50 cals sing.
Conrad saw a few of the guys fall off the roofs, and others retreated. He stopped shooting, half the belt was just about gone.
Studders, who was driving in another jeep with Elliott and Muck, was still trying to follow his comrades. Elliott was firing like a madman at the rooftops, his shoulder starting to hurt from the amount of shells that he’d already used. Muck had his piece pointed out to the side as they turned another corner and were stopped dead. The tank infront of them had been hit.
The tank had been chattering its machinegun and it took a direct hit to the rear, sending it up in smoke and fire. The jeeps had been halted.
O’Reilly, and about three other tanks, were still alive and about. They were also stuck though. They were trying to get around the broken tanks, but couldn’t seem to pull it off. When they had entered the city, there had been no resistance. As soon as they turned onto one street, they were just ambushed and hit hard on all sides.
Speirs sighed and looked around, firing his gun up at an Arabian and watching as he fell onto the ground. “We’re ****ing sitting ducks here! We need to move!” He yelled as he fired abit more. He was in the passenger seat. “**** THIS! WE’LL GO ON FOOT!” Speirs jumped out and head to the side, getting cover by pillars holding this building up.
Woods and Cheat yelled for their squads to follow them as all of the platoon ran and looked at Speirs. “Let’s clear these buildings out!” They busted the door down. The first person in was Kerry. A tracer followed his left shoulder over to his neck. The bullets made a line. Blood hit the floor before he did, as he dropped and Bonte checked his pulse and sighed. Bonte ran in and fired his piece off, killing a Saudi Arabian with an AK-47. He had been on the stairs leading to the second story when he went down, his gun firing up into the air.
Bonte, Conrad, Nixon, Compton, Studders, and Elliott were the first ones in. They rushed in and looked into the room. It was just a room downstairs with crates and equipment. Studders saw more guys at the top as he turned and aimed, firing his M4A1 off. He hit two of them as Elliott finished the other two off. They both reloaded as fear struck Studders heart. He fidgeted with the clip, but eventually smacked it in.
Foley, Woods, Cheat, and Bull entered the room. The ten of them headed upstairs. There was a porch. Bull was the first up as he aimed and at the porch and crouched down. He pulled the trigger back as the bullets found their targets, killing four of the terrorists on the porch and sending them to their graves.
Conrad let out a sigh of relief. That was it. Still, Kerry had been hit. Conrad now felt bad that he had given him a bloody nose early. He bowed his head. “Where are the others?”
Foley went downstairs and looked at him, answering. “They’re clearing other houses. We’re trying to set up a perimeter until we can figure out what the ****’s going on.” He sighed and closed the front door. “We’ll probably start to move out in a few minutes, I’m waiting for further orders.” The platoon was basically cut off and surrounded. The invasion had gone horribly, horribly… wrong…
Everybody was in different buildings. These ten were on the corner, holding it down. Muck and Lazer were nowhere to be found. Speirs, Fox, McCabe, Skadork, and Lynx were all in another building across the street. Doc Roe was wandering around blindly.
Yes… This invasion had gone HORRIBLY wrong…

Chapter Four: Lost

“Where the **** are we?” Lazer looked over at Muck. They HAD been with Fox and Speirs, but now… They were on a street with their weapons out, looking around. The sun had come out and they were both sweating.
Muck shrugged as he switched to automatic on his M16A2. “I have no idea dude… All I know is that we’re lost from the rest of the platoon… But it doesn’t look like many terrorists are around here.”
Lazer nodded, lifting his SAW up and looking around. “Where do you think they are?”
Muck shrugged once more, “Pick a direction, we’ll start walking till we find ‘em.”
“Alright. On me.” Lazer crouched down and started to move. Muck followed behind him, both their weapons were at their faces. Lazer came to the corner of the street as he peeked around the corner. A scatter of bullets hit the corner of the building, sending chips of wood into his face. “****!” Lazer yelled out as he felt his heart pounding inside of his chest.
Lazer swallowed hard as he caught his breath. “I’ll throw a smoke grenade, then throw a grenade. Then I’ll fire down at them, just give me some covering fire, alright?” Muck nodded, he couldn’t speak. He seemed to be nervous and scared, but it didn’t dim his reactions. Lazer unhooked a smoke grenade and turned the corner, throwing it into the middle of the street. The machinegun once again blazed up and sent more chips of wood flying.
Lazer waited a moment, then went prone and aimed. They hadn’t spotted him. He made out the figure of the jeep as Muck got into position behind him. Lazer fired off his SAW and heard the ting-tang of bullets against the metal of the jeep. Muck fired as well and the machinegun went off, but it was silenced. Both of them were unharmed as they continued down the street.

Doc Roe’s Position
Doc Roe had been following Speirs and Fox to the building that they were going to defend. He was the last in line as he crossed the street just as an MEC tank came cruising down the road at him. He looked at it as it came down and the machinegun chattered at him. He ran backward, but it was a locked building. He sighed and found a broken fence leading to the backyard. He looked around and shifted his Steyr to his back on the strap.
He saw another broken fence as he traveled his way through it. He was now in the middle of a street as he looked around. The sounds of distant battle filled his head as he lifted his rifle up. He had no idea where he was, or where anybody else was. He started to walk down the street.

Speirs and Fox’s Position
Fox, Speirs, McCabe, Skadork, and Lynx were all held up in a building now. Nobody was in it when they stormed inside. “We lost Doc Roe!”
McCabe shouted at them as they cleared the building and he watched the door. The enemy tank made lots of noise as the tracks crunched against the ground. It was very annoying.
“We can’t go back for him now, it’d be suicide. We don’t have any anti-tank weaponry and I’m pretty sure the 10th Armored is toast.” Fox said as Speirs nodded.
“Our best chances right now are to just hold up here and wait until we get some sort of signal from HQ. Lynx! Status report!” Speirs shouted as Lynx was desperately trying to get a hold of General Reigns.
“All of the channels are full of static. For all we know, the MEC ****ers did this!” He shouted as he threw the radio down and sighed.
“Calm down and keep working Lynx.” Speirs said as Lynx nodded and picked it back up. “McCabe, make sure nobody gets in the front door. Skadork, use your sniper rifle to hit them before they can get to us.” Skadork went to the top window and set up his M4. “Fox and I will stay on the top and fire from the windows.”

The Others
“We are diagonally across the street from Speirs and Fox, but going to them is suicide. We need to defend this position and wait for further orders.” Compton was giving orders. They had already taken Kerry’s body to the back of the room, like they had done for the wounded and dead in Cairo.
Conrad and Nixon were both watching the bottom door. Bonte, Studders, and Elliott were at the windows upstairs. Compton, Woods, Cheat, and Bull were all watching over things and filling in where they could. The tank had just rolled by, not noticing them. Infantry would sound pound down the doors though, Conrad was sure of it.

Lazer and Muck
The duo pulled up to a broken down car and looked around. They thought they heard movement… They were reassured when they heard voices down the street. Lazer motioned to the other side of the car as he put down his SAW on the front of the car. He kneeled and saw a squad of guys coming down the street. They had AK-47’s and body-armor. Lazer sighed and waited until he had a better shot.
Muck looked down the scope of his weapon and had a perfect shot on one. Lazer opened fire as the gun kicked and the bullets hit its designated target. Muck let out a burst fire and his bullets also found their target. Two of them went down as the other six returned fire, but it was scattered shooting. Lazer let out more shots and Muck did as well. One lucky shot hit Muck on the wrist as he grabbed it. Lazer took a quick glance, “MUCK!” He yelled.
He put his saw down and looked at him. The squad had retreated behind the corner of a building at the end of the block. They were firing as the shots rang off against the metal of the broken car. Lazer put pressure on the wound as he ripped a piece of his uniform off to cover the wound up. It worked well. “Don’t worry, I’m gonna get you a medic my friend. We’ll be out of this mess in no time.”
Muck nodded. He felt the bullet lodged into his wrist as it was painful. He picked up his gun, which also took some effort, and kneeled up. He winced. He knew he wouldn’t die, but he had never been shot before. Lazer went back to his SAW as he opened fire on the wall. “Let’s get out of here.” Lazer picked up his piece and looked at Muck. “You can still run, right?”
“Yea, I’m fine.” Both of them ran to the right, firing at the wall as they did. They found a house that wasn’t locked and they busted into it. It was abandoned, thank God.

Doc Roe
Roe came to the end of the street as he looked around. He heard gunshots being fired as he went down the next street and could tell he was getting closer to the firing. He peeked around the corner and saw a squad of MEC backing up while firing. They took cover. Roe took a deep breath and thought he’d try to be brave… For himself, for the platoon, and for his family. He took a grenade from his belt, unpinned it, and threw it at the squad. One turned around and looked down at it. He shouted something, but the grenade exploded and all that was left was guts, blood, and clothing.
When Roe turned again, all he saw was what was left of the squad. Not a pretty sight. He walked over and saw them struggling for their weapons, which they had dropped. Their faces were burnt and blood soaked down off of their skin and to the ground. The dripping was unbearable. Roe had to put them out of their misery. He pointed his weapon down at them and fired one shot into each of their heads, ensuring their deaths.
Doc Roe wanted to know who they had been shooting at. When he looked, all he saw was the street, buildings, and the busted up car. He inserted a new clip into his gun and walked, looking around. He went to the left, the same way Lazer and Muck had gone. He heard a door close as he ran up to it. “Hey, hey! Is anyone in there?! It’s Doc Roe!” He knew that they HAD to be U.S. soldiers.

Fox and Speirs
Skadork saw the enemy getting into attack squads. “Sir, the enemy is going to be upon us soon, they are just a block down.”
“Fire at will then.” Speirs said as Skadork smirked and looked down the scope of his M4. He held his breath and fired, the bullet going out of the muzzle and whizzing into a man’s throat. The MEC soldier put his hand to his neck, then dropped to the ground. The force was maybe… Two squads large as they started to charge at the building.
Fox and Speirs went over to the windows, firing down at the MEC assault force as they forced the front door down. McCabe let his piece sing as he unloaded his entire clip into the doorway when they broke it down. He ran up to the top floor, reloading as he went. He aimed down and he switched to single shot, hitting them as they entered.
Lynx was still trying to get a signal from HQ, most of the static had subsided, but still, there wasn’t an answer from Cairo.
Skadork kept hitting them, they were sending in reinforcements. “Fox, move over and help McCabe.” Fox did as he was ordered.

The Others
The MEC soldiers hit them hard as well. Bonte opened fire as he saw them rushing at the doors. Conrad double-checked himself as he looked down the sights and smiled, looking at the door. It was busted opened and the tips of AK-47’s were seen. Nixon opened fire, then Conrad opened fire. Bonte kept sniping them until he didn’t have a shot. He moved to the stairs and fired into the doorway with Nixon and Conrad. It was going to be a long day…

Lazer, Muck, and now, Doc Roe
Lazer heard something at the door while Muck went to the other side of the house. It was only one story, and only had two rooms. Muck cautiously entered the back room, his weapon at his face, ready for anything. He saw a back door and what looked like kitchen appliances, or something of the sort. Lazer listened to him and then smiled. “Yo Muck, it’s Doc Roe!” Lazer opened the door as Doc Roe ran in, looking around.
He let his weapon down abit when he realized it was just Lazer and Muck. “Hey guys… Where is everybody?”
Muck entered the room. “**** dude, we don’t even know where we are. We just started running and ended up here somehow.”
“Yea, do you have any idea where we are?” Lazer looked in Doc Roe for hope.
“Sorry… I was separated from Fox and Speirs by a MEC tank. Most of the 10th Armored is junk now though.”
“Jesus ****ing Christ! How’d that happen?” Muck yelled.
Roe shrugged. “****, if I know that, I’d find a way to fix it.”
Lazer sighed, “So now what?”

Fox and Speirs
Fox and McCabe kept firing into the doorway. Smoke filled the room quickly as they both wasted two clips. The assault seemed to stop… For now. The smell of gunpowder was in the air, but nobody cared, at that moment, they were glad to still have their heads.
At that exact moment, at the moment where the fighting had died down, a sniper shell broke the far left window and hit McCabe in the side of the head. He fell onto his side as blood hit the ground, and even hit the ground below the stairs. He had a dead stare in his eyes as he fell, alive for just about a second, then dead.
“Where the **** did that come from?!” Speirs yelled and hit the ground. Skadork was already trying to find the enemy sniper.
Fox hit the ground as well, using McCabe as cover while he kept his weapon at the doorway. He needed the cover, even if it was wrong or vile.

The Others
Bull took out a cigar and lit it. It was midday, but night was falling fast. Bull offered one to Foley, but he refused. Bull took a long, nice drag and then blew the smoke out of his nostrils. “Suite yourself.”
Conrad yelled up the stairs, “How come I don’t get one?” He was laying prone, looking at the door. His SAW was set up on the bipod.
Bull blinked, and yelled back down, “You want one?”
“No.” He paused, yelling back. “I’m just wondering why you didn’t ask me, am I not important enough?”
Bull walked over to the stairs and threw a cigar at him while he finished his own. “There you whiny little *****!”
Conrad threw it back, “I already said I don’t want one.” He laughed. “But now I know that you care about me!”
Bull chuckled, “Yes, I do, I love you Conrad.”
“I’m not gay.”
“Oh… Well then I guess I’ll just stay with Foley.” They both laughed again. Foley didn’t say anything.
Bonte had his sniper rifle out, he was tracking another sniper’s movement. He pulled back the trigger as a terrorist fell off the rooftop and hit the ground, his neck spraying blood all over the ground. He put a new clip in and looked around again, his eye at the scope almost every second they’ve been in the building.

Lazer, Muck, and Doc Roe
Roe and Lazer, being the highest ranking of the three, decided that they should move out. Roe was at the front, then Muck, then Lazer. Lazer was covering the rear, Muck was watching the rooftops, and Roe was looking infront of him. They had gone out the backdoor of the house, hoping that none of the MEC had heard them. The distant gunshots seemed to get closer, but then they stopped. An occasional rifle shot would go off, most likely a sniper rifle.
Roe got to the end of the block and looked around. He leaned back and whispered, “I think that we’re getting closer to Fox and Speirs. This place looks kind’ve familiar.”
Night was falling fast, the sun was setting at the moment, though nobody had the actual time.

Fox and Speirs
Skadork heard Bonte’s rifle shot and he turned his rifle, seeing a terrorist fall. He zoomed in to the max and saw the sniper rifle on the ground next to him. He looked back. “Bonte got him guys! It’s clear!” Fox was still using his fellow member as cover. Speirs and Lynx got off the ground and looked around.
Lynx looked out the window. The sun had just set, darkness spreading across the streets fast. “If we don’t get some evac soon, then we won’t be able to see ****. We need nightvision or something!”
Fox looked back at them. “We’re gonna get ****ed up and down. They’ve already thrown a lot of their force at them, and, by the looks of that tank, it seems like they might have more.”
Speirs sighed. “A squad, a platoon, a company, we don’t ****ing know!”
Fox looked back at the door. Skadork fired and heard a body drop to the ground. “We got more coming, but they must be dressed in dark colors because I can’t see them at all!”
Fox looked carefully at the door as he heard some movement and then saw the shining of a gun. He fired, the burst shot hitting the Arabian straight onto the chest. The enemy soldier flew onto his back, the cracking of his back breaking could be heard.
“I got a signal from HQ!” Lynx shouted as he turned his back to the sounds of Fox’s weapon. “Yes, the armor is down! I repeat the armor is down! We need immediate evac or reinforcements, or something!” Speirs walked over to him, but stayed silent. Lynx shook his head, “We’re going to get torn apart if we don’t get SOME kind of help!” He threw the phone to the ground. Before Speirs could even speak, Lynx talked. “They can’t send us help until they get the ‘new platoon’ in!”
Speirs looked confused. “New platoon?”
“They didn’t say **** about them, just that they can’t help until the new platoon gets there.”
“****, that don’t make any sense at all mate!” Lynx just shrugged and went over to Fox, crouching next to him. He aimed the Steyr to the doorway.

The Others
Bull looked around, hearing gunshots. “Hmm… Be ready… Bonte, stay at the window, everyone else, get downstairs and stay with Nixon and Conrad.” Foley, Bull, Cheat, Woods, Studders, Elliott, and Compton moved downstairs and aimed at the doorway.
A grenade was thrown into the room. “GET DOWN!” Bull’s loud shout echoed across the room, but it didn’t help. The grenade exploded, sending shrapnel into Foley’s left leg. “Compton, Studders, get over here and help me!”
“****…” was all Studders could say as he ran and looked. A piece of metal was sticking into Foley’s leg. Studders looked and tried to bandage it up. “****, if it hit an artery then he’s a goner!”
“Stay with us, Foley, stay with us.” Bull had Foley’s head in his hands. Foley was foaming and blood was dripping from his mouth. He nodded and coughed up some blood.
“You’ll be fine, you’ll be fine Foley.” Compton nodded. Foley’s eyes slowly shut. Compton checked for a pulse… nothing…
Bull sighed and looked at Studders. “Studders…” Studders threw the bandages to the side and leaned back. “God damn…” Conrad opened up once two Arabians tried to come in. He sent the entire clip into them, their torsos opening up. You could see their guts, their insides, when they went down. Nixon just watched.
“YOU ****ING ASSHOLES!” Conrad yelled as he put in a new belt. Cheat came to his side and kneeled down.
“Conrad… Conrad!” Conrad sighed and nodded.
“I’m fine, sir.” He wasn’t.

Doc Roe, Lazer, and Muck
They had traveled down a block and heard a SAW go off. Roe turned the corner and saw two Arabians go down. Roe leaned back again, “We found some of our boys.” They both looked hopeful. Roe turned and started running. A sniper stood up and shot, hitting Muck in his already wounded wrist. He grabbed it, dropping his gun. It wasn’t on his strap. He kept running, screaming in pain. Roe shouted, It’s Roe, Lazer, and Muck!” They rushed in and saw Conrad about to fire, but he stopped. “Mucks hit!”
Studders nodded, “Bring him over here!” Muck just stumbled in and fell onto his face next to Studders.
“JESUS ****ING CHRIST!”
“Calm down now, Muck. Where are ya hit?”
“My wrist!” He yelled, but a little bit more calmly.
“Alright.” Studders went INTO his wrist as Muck yelled out in pain again. He found two bullets lodged into his wrist. He took them out with his hands, not having any tools with him. He then bandaged it all up, the blood pouring it. “Alright, you’ll be fine… you’re fine…” Nobody was fine…

Chapter Five: Death from Above

The smell of gunpowder, once again, filled the room. Fox and Lynx were firing off their clips at the doorway, watching as numbers of terrorists fell. The red of blood was all that they saw, along with the black uniforms their enemies were wearing. It was about 1:00 a.m., but not much had changed. Fox was still laying down, using the dead McCabe as cover. Lynx was crouched next to him, putting a fresh clip into his Steyr.
Skadork was looking through the scope of his sniper rifle at the top, middle window. He had adjusted his eyes, but still had trouble picking off soldiers in the darkness. He pulled back the trigger, a bullet going through two of the enemy soldiers, dropping both of them.
Speirs was at the top, left window, firing down at the Arabians like crazy, trying to kill them before they reached the building. “I’m running out of ammo!” Speirs yelled as he put in his second to last clip.
Lynx looked back, “Same here.” Fox nodded, but Skadork didn’t say anything. He still had a few clips left, he always carried extra with his sniper rifle.
“Better hope that we get some kind of help soon, otherwise we’re toast!” Fox yelled.

The Others
They had moved Foley to the back of the room, but his body still kept the stench of death alive in their minds. Muck had his wrist bandaged, but with the additional sniper shot he received, he couldn’t do much. There was a huge hole where the bullets had penetrated. He was sitting on the top of the stairs, looking at the doorway. His gun was in his other hand, just pointed to the door.
Bonte was still at the window, only firing occasionally. Conrad was prone with his SAW deployed, waiting for the next terrorist so that he could bring them down. Studders and Elliott were both crouched to the sides of Conrad. Nixon was in the corner, waiting for someone to come through for him to blast away. Compton and Lazer were next to Muck on the top of the stairs. Roe, Woods, and Cheat were all at the back of the room by Foley’s body. They wanted to make sure his body would still be fine.
Conrad was on his last belt of ammo as he pulled back the trigger, his machinegun making the most noise out of the weaponry. Cheat was using his Colt .45 pistol, he had run out of ammo awhile ago. He was waiting until Conrad ran out of ammo before he started to shoot. “Last belt of ammo guys!” Conrad yelled back to them.
He got up to a crouching position and fired, slowly walking back to the stairs. The soldiers would keep coming through, but just kept getting mowed down by the hail of bullets that hit them. “I’m out!” He yelled as he ran up the stairs. Nixon covered Conrad’s retreat, firing off his weapon. The terrorists weren’t letting up though. A few looked like civilians, and probably were.
Conrad ran up the stairs and threw his gun down, taking out his pistol as well. He was sparing his ammo now though. Bonte moved over to the rail of the stairs leading downstairs and set up his sniper rifle there. He couldn’t get any shots at the window.
Studders and Elliott were firing off their weapons with Nixon, letting each Terrorist get afew in the chest, and one in the head. They all ran out of ammo in their clips as Studders and Elliott retreated up the stairs. About ten terrorists bombarded the place, firing their AK-47’s at Nixon.
Nixon was desperately trying to reload when they entered. He looked up at them as their weapons set off, the bullets staining his uniform with blood. He let his weapon fall to the ground as he fell onto his ***. Blood soaked out of his mouth.
Roe and Woods fired off their weapons, but were obviously too late. Cheat reached and found his Colt .45, firing at them as well. All of the Arabians were dropped… But that wouldn’t change the fact that Nixon was dead.

Speirs and Fox
Speirs moved over to the top of the stairs, helping Lynx and Fox to bring down the Arabians before they could bust in. Lynx and Fox both reloaded at the same time while Speirs covered them. Skadork was still firing down at them, bringing two or three down before they could get to the building.
“They must have a company, or have gotten reinforced or something!” Lynx shouted as he smacked the clip one more time and aimed. The bombarding had stopped for the moment.
Fox nodded, “Probably reinforcements, we have been here for quite some time.”
“A few hours is long enough to be noticed by the other countries. ****, they probably have more troops headed here now. And if they do, we’re dead. We can’t hold out… I think only another half hour.”
They all fired when more forces tried to get in. Skadork sighed and moved over to the others. “I can’t get any more shots, it’s getting too dark.” He fired as the rifle shot rang around the room.

The Others
Roe, Woods, and Cheat knew that they couldn’t hold out downstairs, and they tried to go up the stairs. Bonte fired off his sniper rifle, bringing down a terrorist as he tried to get in. “HURRY UP!” Bonte yelled as he kept firing. Roe, at the end of the line, got hit in the back of the head by a rifle. He fell and slip down the steps, blood falling with him.
“ROE!” Cheat yelled as he went back for him, firing his pistol at the enemy. He grabbed Roe, only to realize that the shot had completely disoriented the inside of his head. “Son of a ****ing *****!” Cheat screamed as he shot at them and then threw his pistol at one of them. Everybody at the top of the stairs covered Cheat as he took Roe’s Steyr and went up to everybody.

Speirs and Fox
All of them, but Skadork, were down to their pistols. Speirs, Fox, and Lynx were desperately trying to hold off the hordes of MEC forces. Skadork was still using his sniper rifle, but was running out of ammunition fast. “I’ve got an idea!” Speirs shouted. “But it’s kinda crazy…”
Fox shrugged, “Let’s hear it.” He put a new clip into his pistol and fired.
“We go to the roof, jump off, and try to find the rest of the platoon.”
“We’re out of ammo, they might have some. It sounds perfect!” Lynx shouted.
“Then let’s go!” Speirs yelled as he threw his pistol down and ran to the back of the room. He went to the porch and jumped to the ground, landing on his feet. All in all, it wasn’t that high up, but it still hurt abit when he hit the ground. He started to run, but didn’t get far.
Fox and Lynx both dropped to the ground as well, their pistols at the ready. Skadork went to the porch, then unpinned a grenade from his belt, and threw it at the stairs as the enemy soldiers charged. He jumped off the porch just as it exploded, sending shrapnel everywhere, and the explosion burned the soldiers.
When he hit the ground, all he saw was Fox and Lynx firing their weapons at the corner of this alley. Speirs was on the ground, bleeding from his chest. “I’ll carry him, you guys cover me!” Skadork yelled as he picked up Speirs, cradling him in his arms.
Lynx and Fox started to run to the building, not many enemies in sight. They ran to the building, Skadork running fast in the back. As soon as they reached the building, a squad or so of terrorists came around the corner with AK-47’s loaded. They aimed and shot, hitting Skadork through the middle of his stomach. He dropped to the ground, dead. He was crushing Speirs underneath him. They were both surely dead…
Lynx and Fox made it though. A few shots went off from Studders and Elliott, but all was well. “Woah, hold on, its Fox and Lynx!” They shouted as they ran up the stairs.
Bull was afraid to ask. “Where are the rest of you?”
Lynx sighed, “Dead… We’re the last ones left… And all we have are our pistols. We ran out of ammo awhile ago.”
“Any word from HQ?” Compton asked.
“They said that they will send help… But we aren’t sure when.” Conrad and Cheat both fired off their pieces when the squad that had killed Speirs and Skadork came in. The squad dropped almost right away.
“We are so ****ed… Our commanding officer is ****ing dead!” Cheat screamed.
“We can make it…” Was all Fox managed out. “Do you hear that?” Fox asked. He could’ve sworn he heard engines of some sort. “Airplanes!” He yelled as he went over to the window and looked up. In the air were bombers and fighters, flying in low to burn them out.
Cheat and Conrad stayed at the stairs, but everybody else rushed over to watch. The bombers dropped out some small bombs, creating huge explosions. The fighters strafed the infantry in the middle of the streets. Everybody at the windows was cheering and smiling. They were now full of hope…
The bombs fell, upon impact with the ground, the explosion was heard and seen for miles. The fighters swooped in low, strafing, as they called it, not showing mercy to any infantry they passed. Then came the helicopters… At least twenty men. They meant business, they came onto the rooftops and the men jumped out. Then the helicopters went back up into the air and started to circle around the city.
About ten soldiers charged into the building and went upstairs, checking on everybody. A captain came in at the end and walked up to Fox. “Where’s Major Speirs?”
“Dead… Along with one of our First Lieutenants.”
“I was told to report to Major Speirs to talk about the next set of plans… But I guess now you’re the CO I have to discuss things with. That doesn’t earn you the rank of major though.”
Fox nodded. “I will never be able to replace Speirs, he was a damn good commander. So what is this about?”
“We are sweeping the city and driving the M.E.C. out, you guys already took out a company of them.”
“A company?”
“Yes, we have managed to invade Saudi Arabia. We are combining the 10th Armored, with your platoon, and my own. Even though almost everybody from the 10th is dead, they are getting new recruits.”
“Yes, we saw that. They came out of no where.”
“Well, we are taking you back to Cairo using the black hawks. The new HQ will be in Israeli, it will be set up ASAP. Get your men to the top of this building.”
“Yes, sir.” Fox saluted, the captain saluted back.

A Half Hour Later at Cairo
Conrad looked over at Fox. “Who’s gonna replace Speirs, sir?”
“Either me, or somebody from the other platoon. They are also short a major, the captain leads ‘em.”
“Makes sense.”
Compton came up to the two. They were in the 1st Squad bunks. “We’re lucky they came when they did. We barely had any ammo or anything left.”
Fox sighed. “Well, we are combining with the other platoon and the 10th Armored, though not much is left of it. We are getting new recruits tomorrow along with some tanks.”
“I’m still wondering how they scrambled up that airforce and that platoon so fast.” Conrad whistled.
Fox had another answer for that. “The platoon was going to be coming overnight anyway, the airforce was just luck though. They are staying here though.”
“Wow… Are you a miracle man?” Fox tilted his head. “You have answers for everything.” Fox laughed and walked out of the room.

Wednesday, Noon
“New recruits…” Bull spat on the ground. “Nobody will replace Foley, that’s for sure.”
“Or Speirs.” Muck added.
“Or Skadork.” Woods added. Woods, Muck, Bull and the new recruits were all outside of the main building. “I can’t believe we joined platoons with those assholes.” Woods shook his head, he didn’t like the new platoon guys. They were all arrogant jerks that bragged.
Bull nodded. “I really don’t think they’d watch my back if I gave them a ****ing tank.” Bull sighed.
Muck shrugged, the recruits were just standing in front of them, listening to them. “Do you guys ever talk?” Johnson, Miller, and Zlayer were the ones infront of him. “You guys know eachother?”
Miller nodded, “We met on the plane on the way here. I’m Miller.”
“I’m Johnson.”
“I’m Zlayer.”
Bull spat on the ground again. “You guys all get drafted?” All three of them nodded. “Wow… A bunch of rookies. Well, we’ve already gone through two battles and won them both.”
“Yea, but we weren’t exactly victorious. We lost a lot of the good guys, ya know? And two of the Division Staff!” Woods sighed.
Muck leaned back abit, studying the recruits. “You three seem pretty good though, so don’t worry. Practice will wake you up anyway.”
“Dismissed!” Bull shouted as the three walked away confused.
Woods and Muck both burst out laughing. “I think we scared them.” Woods said.
Muck started walking away, turning back at them. “Yea, well, I gotta go re-bandage this wrist, so later.” He saluted and then turned. He had to go to the hospital each day to see of the wound was getting any better. He went into the hospital and hopped up on one of the beds.
One of the other platoon medics came to him. “Hey doc.” The medic went by Miles.
“Hey Muck, how’s the wrist feeling.”
“It’s been alright, how bout the hospital?”
Miles took off the bandages as Muck wince a little bit, feeling a surge of pain course through his arm. “Hurt people from the platoon that saved your *** yesterday.”
Muck nodded as he put a new bandage around his wrist. “They have a lot of casualties?”
“I got about… Five wounded and I think they had about two dead.”
“Better than our platoon.” He shook his head as Miles finished up.
“Alright, you can go. Don’t do anything too dramatic or reckless. It’ll just heal itself, I just bandage it so it don’t gross anybody out.” Muck laughed and nodded.
“Later mate.” Muck walked out of the hospital and went to go get some lunch. He sat down next by Studders and Elliott. “Hey guys.”
Studders looked at him. “How’s your wrist?”
“Doc says it’ll be alright as long as I don’t do anything to it.”
“You hear ‘bout Winters?
“He back?”
“Yea, just got in with the last of the new recruits. Some of those fellas make me uneasy. They’re either ******* or really tough guys… Like a whole squad of Bulls.” They laughed.
“It’ll be good to see Winters again, there’s one guy that has a sense of humor.” He hesitated on the next part. “Do you know when we’re going into combat again?”
Elliott finally spoke. “I heard that Fox got pissed at Reigns and Reigns got pissed at himself, since the major has been killed. We’ll probably drill hard for till the weekend, then get sent on a patrol. Then we’ll drill for another week, and go on another major battle-adventure.”
An adventure? What a weird way of putting it… It was too much of an adventure… After Speirs and Foley had both been killed, everybody was changed…

apter Six: Last of our Days
“Where is everybody?” A whisper, but who? That wasn’t known. Bull glanced over at Fox. They were both in black uniforms, their weapons at the ready.
“Not sure.” How did they get there? What a wonderful story to tell.

Yesterday
“We got a new operation, my logically challenged minions.”
“Now we’ve been demoted to a ‘logically challenged minion.’” Conrad asked. He had been promoted to sergeant of Second Squad, replacing Doc Roe. They were all in a secret room, Bull, Fox, Conrad, Compton, Cheat, and Woods that is.
“**** off Conrad, I just received words from the assholes.”
“STARS!” Compton shouted and laughed. “Reigns?”
“Yea, he was discussing things with General Perrier, who’s now commander in the European theatre. They have broken through Russia and have signed a treaty with them.”
Bull looked at him, “I thought that the Europeans were losing?”
“They were, until Australia’s navy kicked in. Along with the U.S., they have retaken the Philippines and are now attacking Japan and North Korea. North and South Korea were attacking in eachother once they realized what the **** was going on around them.”
“So now they are focusing on our navy?” Bull asked once more.
“Not just our navy. Half of our airforce are on aircraft carriers. We bombed the hell out of Tokyo.”
Cheat looked up, “Again?!”
Fox nodded. “Yea, we’re sending a message to them. Also, the MEC forces have hit China. They realized how much China, Russia, and Japan have wasted on Europe, and attacked.”
Woods sighed. “So… Operation ****-Your-Mom.”
Fox made a face at him. “Operation Nightclaw. We’re going to use the stealth carriers to drop in overnight and take out their helicopters, tanks, and any infantry we come across. Since this is night, new uniforms fellas!” This brightened everybody.
“Where’s the drop zone?” Conrad asked.
“China.”
“CHINA?! What the **** Fox?” Cheat looked at him.
“Reigns knows that he’ll keep getting reinforced in the Middle East, so he wants to stage an attack plan for China before he moves in more on the Middle East.”
Everybody knew what was going to happen. They were going to lose the platoon… “We only need ten people for this mission though, the rest are going to stay here. I want Bull to help me choose them.” Conrad and Cheat both sighed out of relief, even though both of them might go.

Current Time
“Well, we dropped outside the zone I’m pretty sure.” Bull and Fox were both crouched next to eachother.
Fox nodded. “Yea… Yea, we are. We should be about anther mile inward. We need to find the other guys before we all get ****ed up. The Chinks are sure to notice us soon.”
Bull nodded as both of them started to walk through bushes. They were on the outskirts of a forest. They moved inward and hear a machinegun picking up dirt. Fox moved a bush with his gloved hands and saw a huge building with men atop of it. One had a sniper rifle, the other was firing from a machinegun nest. A few feet infront of Fox and Bull were two other soldiers. A rifle shot went off. Who was it?

Yesterday, After the Meeting
Fox looked at Bull. “Bonte needs to go with us, we need a sniper.”
Bull nodded, “And we need Studders too, he’s our only medic.”
“Lynx will go to, he looks forward to battles, more than anybody else here.” Fox had his hands at his lips as he thought.
“Compton?” Bull suggested.
Fox wasn’t so sure of it. “Conrad or Compton, but not both of them. They’ve been through a lot.”
“All of us have been through a lot, Fox. Let’s take Conrad with us.”
Fox nodded finally. “Alright, that’s five. Woods and Cheat can both come with us, they wouldn’t mind too much.”
“Lazer and Winters can come too.” Fox nodded in agreement.
“So… One more… Elliott, him and Studders work together well in combat.”
“So that’s our ten boys.”

Current Time
Lynx slowly crept behind the sentry, his knife in hand. He came up behind him slowly. He wasn’t exactly sure where he was. They were supposed to drop right outside of this Chinese Military Town. He was in the town, but he wasn’t exactly sure where he was in the town He put one arm around the sentry’s mouth, and he slit his throat, knife in the other hand. He slowly let the sentry drop to the ground.
Lynx took out his Steyr and crouched down. He stealthily crept inside the huge building. He knew he was supposed to be helping to cripple the Chinese military forces, but then where the **** where Fox and Bull? He went into the building and down the steps. He turned the corner and saw a squad of Chinese officers. They grabbed for their weapons as Lynx fired off his Steyr, hitting most of them. He took out his knife and threw it at the last one, hitting him right between the eyes.

Studder’s Position
Studders had an awful feeling that his twin brother was in trouble. He had misdropped by FAR. That was one thing he was positive of. When he came down out of the plane, he landed in a creek. He traveled down the creek, then came to the end and came out of it. He had water soaking into his uniform now as he sighed and looked around. There was a wall that covered this part of the town. He climbed over and fell onto his *** on the other side.
He turned around and looked at the town. It was mostly huge buildings, it wasn’t a normal town. A rifle shot ran down, hitting the dirt infront of him. He scrambled for cover, finding some behind a storage shed. “****…” He muttered.

Fox and Bull
Bonte’s rifle shot had hit the enemy gunman straight through the back of his head. He pulled back the bolt, and did it again to the enemy sniper. He came out of his hiding place, which was just a ditch with good cover, and came up to Fox and Bull. “Sirs, where are we?”
Fox went up to the small wall he thought somebody was using for cover. He kneeled down to find Elliott’s body there. “Looks like one guy already took it.”
Bull came up on Fox’s left side. “Elliott…” He sighed and shook his head. Bonte came up to the left side of Bull. “We aren’t sure where we are.”
Fox looked up and found the wall that encircled the town. “We need to jump that, that’s the town we need to hit.” The three ran up to the wall and jumped it.

Lynx
He was waiting for the sentry to come back. He had traveled down one of the halls of the building and found out that a guard was patrolling. He turned the corner, grabbed the guard, and took his weapon from him. Lynx took out his silenced pistol and shot the guard in the head. He continued down the hall, which actually led to a staircase. He went downstairs and found out that this was actually just a huge tank factory. He whistled deeply, and looked around.
The huge room was just tanks lined up and what seemed to be engineers attending to them. Lynx saw that none of them noticed him. He perked an eyebrow to this. He took his rifle into his hands and started to hit each of them. The others took notice and took cover behind the tanks. He threw a grenade at them as he put his rifle down and took out his pistol. He ran up to them and saw that they were unarmed. “Prisoners…” He picked them up and started to lead them to the main entrance of the building.

Conrad, Woods, and Cheat
Conrad, Woods, and Cheat had all found eachother. They had dropped around the same location. They were all in the town at the moment. They weren’t sure if they were supposed to go into any of the buildings though. They heard gunshots echoing around the town, and then outside the town. “I think we should split up and each cover a different street of the town.” Cheat suggested.
“Seems like a good idea to me. I’ll take the far North corner, Cheat, you stay here, and Woods, you take the Far South.”
“Roger that.”
“Roger that.”
Conrad made that decision, and he was happy about it. He started to run down the streets, hoping nobody would see him. When he found a good spot, he saw that an enemy gunman had already set up a light machinegun. Conrad slid over, then dashed back. He heard the gunshots go off as he unpinned a grenade, waited a few seconds, then threw it. He heard the explosion as he ran in and fired his weapon off at the enemy, only to realize that he was already dead, the grenade explosion had killed him first.

Fox, Bull, and Bonte
Fox jumped over first, and almost shot Woods. Infact, he did shoot at him, but his bullets missed. Woods hit the ground and looked at Fox. “Sorry Woods, now get over here.” Woods, almost being shot by one of his best friends, ran over to Fox.
“What the **** was that for?”
“Shut the **** up and listen. We’re supposed to be going to that middle building, so let’s go.”
“Cheat and Conrad are both holding different parts of the town right now though, what about them?”
Bull and Bonte both jumped over. “Woods, you go get them, me, Bonte, and Bull will go to the middle.”
“Where’s Studders, Elliott, and Lynx then?” Woods asked.
“Elliott is dead, we don’t know where Studders or Lynx are.”
Woods sighed and ran off to go find Cheat, then Conrad. Fox led Bonte and Bull to the middle building. They cautiously entered, only to see that Lynx had rounded up some prisoners.
Lynx looked at them. “Hey guys.”
“Hey Lynx… What did you do here?”
“Killed about fifteen guys and took these prisoners from the tank factory… room… thing.”
“Alright, good job, I’m gonna go and plant the explosives on the tanks.” Fox took out explosives from a bag he had been carrying. “Bull, come help me. Bonte, stay here with Lynx.” Fox and Bull went down to the tank room and planted the explosives. They blew them, only to have all the alarms in the whole ****ing world go off.
“****!” Bull yelled as he ran as fast as his legs could carry him. Fox was on his heels. They came in and saw Lynx, Woods, Cheat, and Conrad standing around Bonte’s body, an enemy soldier next to his. “****ing guards… I thought I took them all out…” Lynx sighed and shook his head.
“No time guys, we need to get back to the LZ and call in for immediate evac.” They ran out the door, only to see that two full trucks of Chinese were coming down the road and toward the gate. “****, just jump the wall!”
They ran and ran and ran. They came to the wall, Studders was there. He looked at him. “What the ****?”
“No time, we just need to get out of here!” Studders nodded and waited until they all had climbed the wall before he did. He knew there was a sniper around, and if anybody was going to get hit, it was gonna be him. He jumped up on the top of the wall, but was hit in the back as he slid back down and hit the ground. “STUDDERS!”
“Woods, NO!” Woods was about to climb back over, but Fox grabbed him and threw him down. “We just need to get out of here…” Woods nodded and sighed. They went over to the LZ and Lynx called in for evac. They got out… Mission accomplished…



Epilogue
The war soon ended with nobody really in victory. General Reigns got help from the new recruits who were being drafted in, and he invaded Iraq and Iran eventually. The M.E.C. broke apart, but actually left with more than they had gone in with. The Chinese were defeated when the U.S. and European Nation joined together to defeat them. Russia was already broken, and Japan got the **** beaten out of it by Australia.
The platoon soon broke apart, going back to the States. Fox actually went on to become general, and looks forward to it.
Bull went back to the States and went on to become a pro-football player. Compton did the same in California.
Woods went back to New Jersey and became an actor. Cheat went back to Jersey to become a business manager and is now the head of one of the largest video game companies ever.
Conrad went to Virginia and is a successful writer, making stories about the war.
Lynx and Clarke, getting out of the hospital in another month, went back to Great Britain. They became partners in business and sell bicycles to kids.
Winters went back to the States and became a stuntman. Lazer went back to Michigan to tell Foley’s parents about his death. Everybody was saddened by it, and there was a big funeral… Lazer got married and had a few kids. He became a police officer.
Muck traveled the world after he got out of the war, but then he settled down in Hawaii. He has a kid and a wife there. Johno got out of the hospital and went to Sweden where he became a newscaster.
That’s the end of this story, I hoped you enjoyed it.

Love, Conrad

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You think so? I'm working on another one, a spinoff from Battlefield 2142. It's not nearly as good as this one, but it's not finished yet either. If you want to see it, I can put up the chapter after I finish each one.

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No, I mean I didn't do the pictures. The story I did in about two or three weeks, tops. I planned it for about a week and a half, and then wrote the chapters for about two weeks. But it's only like 50 pages in Word altogether, not nearly a novel. It would only classify as a short story in a writer's eyes. I'd have to extend on it in order to make it a novel and even think about getting it published.

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I wrote that when I was twelve, I'm thirteen now. Yea, I thought they were good, but it's hard coming up with things like that.

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That'd probably work. Thanks man.

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