Brothers
You decide that the Extraction Alpha will be a good mision upon completeion and will give you more command over hostile territory.You gather your squad and brief them over what intell has passed on through the platoon. You set off at 0245hrs in the morning. Where your movement will be hopefully conceled by the midnight darkness of the desert.
As you reach the extraction point you and 5 other fireteam members jump off the transport truck and watch as it disappears into the night. You advise your squad you have 2 hours to patrol the small desert city.
You begin your patrol when you come across a small village when suddenly your movement is compromised by heavy gun fire and artillary bombing.Swiftly your squad seeks shelter and a place to return gunfire. Bullets whiz by and as mortars explode all around you seperating your fireteam. You call out for a Situation Report from your team, but nothing comes back. Still your fireteam returns fire onto the ambush that has got you pinned. After calling for support the gunfire ceases. You quickly run from one Marine to the next checking on a wellfare status. All are present except one, Jason.
"Jason!!!" You call out, "Jason!!!!" once more but still no reply.
"Corporal! Jason's over here!!" yells a private near a small village house.
You run over to them and are uterly hat devestated to find Jason laying in ruble near where a mortar shell has struck. His leg severed while his head bleeds. His face is covered with dirt from the sand. Quickly you tell Private Johnson, to dispatch a medic.
jason, grabs your arm and pulls you close to him. "We had a good run didn't we Hobbs?"
"Damn it Jason, you hold on!" you yell gripping your dying best friend. Json's grip tightens as his body begins to shake. "Don't you do this to me !!"
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Months quickly turns into a year in the desert, how you will ever overcome that moment of loosing your best friend will never pass. Your mind drifts as you settle in a bunker for a nights sleep. You think of your family and how it was that you came to joining the Marines. you think back to your fallen friend who had been like a brother to you. You remember that time when you were both on a 15 mile hike and you had nearly fallen from dehydrtion,it was Jason who took your pack and rifle and carried both yours and his. you remember getting him drunk in your room to the point he passed out and you covered his face with shaving creme. A silent tear falls from your eye as you drift asleep.
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Years pass when finally decide the eight year in the Marines had been enough. Upon getting out you think back when you pondered about going to college. You also think back to when you were a kid and had always wanted to be a police officer. Now that you have the military background it was be an easy job to get hired as.
As you reach the extraction point you and 5 other fireteam members jump off the transport truck and watch as it disappears into the night. You advise your squad you have 2 hours to patrol the small desert city.
You begin your patrol when you come across a small village when suddenly your movement is compromised by heavy gun fire and artillary bombing.Swiftly your squad seeks shelter and a place to return gunfire. Bullets whiz by and as mortars explode all around you seperating your fireteam. You call out for a Situation Report from your team, but nothing comes back. Still your fireteam returns fire onto the ambush that has got you pinned. After calling for support the gunfire ceases. You quickly run from one Marine to the next checking on a wellfare status. All are present except one, Jason.
"Jason!!!" You call out, "Jason!!!!" once more but still no reply.
"Corporal! Jason's over here!!" yells a private near a small village house.
You run over to them and are uterly hat devestated to find Jason laying in ruble near where a mortar shell has struck. His leg severed while his head bleeds. His face is covered with dirt from the sand. Quickly you tell Private Johnson, to dispatch a medic.
jason, grabs your arm and pulls you close to him. "We had a good run didn't we Hobbs?"
"Damn it Jason, you hold on!" you yell gripping your dying best friend. Json's grip tightens as his body begins to shake. "Don't you do this to me !!"
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Months quickly turns into a year in the desert, how you will ever overcome that moment of loosing your best friend will never pass. Your mind drifts as you settle in a bunker for a nights sleep. You think of your family and how it was that you came to joining the Marines. you think back to your fallen friend who had been like a brother to you. You remember that time when you were both on a 15 mile hike and you had nearly fallen from dehydrtion,it was Jason who took your pack and rifle and carried both yours and his. you remember getting him drunk in your room to the point he passed out and you covered his face with shaving creme. A silent tear falls from your eye as you drift asleep.
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Years pass when finally decide the eight year in the Marines had been enough. Upon getting out you think back when you pondered about going to college. You also think back to when you were a kid and had always wanted to be a police officer. Now that you have the military background it was be an easy job to get hired as.