Dropped
You just lay back and let the water do whatever it wishes.
You feel yourself get pushed a bit, then a tremendous force pulls you up and out of the plane. You get dragged to shore, and feel as your head is embraced by the mud.
What the hell happened?
"What the fuck is wrong with you, private?"
Your vision is blurry and you are dizzy. You feel like throwing up.
"Goddamnit! Why did you pussy out? If you had jumped, we would have been at our waypoint already! Not only that, but you decide that life isn't worth living, and try to drown yourself!"
You cant even keep your head straight, and the pain is starting to catch up to you.
"Ok, ok... let's calm down here. I managed to find the medical supplies on the plane. Damnit! One fucker decides to play chicken, and now I have to play fucking superman! Damn, damn it! We should have been on solid ground, with no incident. We'd be working our way to the waypoint, group up, and be done for the night! Damn you, private!"
You feel him giving you treatment on your injuries. He fixes a splint, and treats your forehead. You can see clearly again, and see him for the first time.
He's the Sergeant you slammed into!
"Come on, this area will be crawling with Krauts any second now."
There is a large amount movement in the trees ahead of you.
"Damn! Not now! You play dead, I'll go hide, and tear them a new one once they get near you!"
He runs off to the plant growth next to the shore, and is concealed completely.
However, in the confusion, he left his Thompson laying next to you.
You feel yourself get pushed a bit, then a tremendous force pulls you up and out of the plane. You get dragged to shore, and feel as your head is embraced by the mud.
What the hell happened?
"What the fuck is wrong with you, private?"
Your vision is blurry and you are dizzy. You feel like throwing up.
"Goddamnit! Why did you pussy out? If you had jumped, we would have been at our waypoint already! Not only that, but you decide that life isn't worth living, and try to drown yourself!"
You cant even keep your head straight, and the pain is starting to catch up to you.
"Ok, ok... let's calm down here. I managed to find the medical supplies on the plane. Damnit! One fucker decides to play chicken, and now I have to play fucking superman! Damn, damn it! We should have been on solid ground, with no incident. We'd be working our way to the waypoint, group up, and be done for the night! Damn you, private!"
You feel him giving you treatment on your injuries. He fixes a splint, and treats your forehead. You can see clearly again, and see him for the first time.
He's the Sergeant you slammed into!
"Come on, this area will be crawling with Krauts any second now."
There is a large amount movement in the trees ahead of you.
"Damn! Not now! You play dead, I'll go hide, and tear them a new one once they get near you!"
He runs off to the plant growth next to the shore, and is concealed completely.
However, in the confusion, he left his Thompson laying next to you.