Preview to chapter 1
Notes: If I say other soldier or sum, I’m referring to the soldier that doesn’t have a name bc that pops up a few times with different people bc I can’t think of any names.
It was 21:00 (9:00 PM) and alarms Blare, waking us all up, we all knew what it meant A bombing from the Taliban, more specifically, an artillery strike that was targeted at our location an extensive US Military base. I immediately got up and got to the designated area for an artillery strike (In an MRAP) A second later A whistle and then KABOOM. Someone yells “GOD DAMN they hit our fuel tank” A second later another whistle, another explosion but it was 20 feet in front of the MRAP I watch as a guy is blown to bits while trying to get to cover. Distraught, but I couldn’t let it get to me. The rest of the strikes didn’t affect the team much. As 1 Killed, 2 injured, and 5 grazed I was the last person to see the killed person Alive. A few hours later they’re sending us on a mission to capture or kill the insurgents. We were a convoy of six MRAPand 4 hummves. I was in the humvee. While in there I was talking to a friend his name is Hugo Behrend he had blond hair red eyes and a stupid look on his face that made me wanna punch him but overall he was a kind guy.
When Hugo moved to the USA, he was just 2 years old, he was from Sweden and wanted to join the USMC. But he failed and joined the army. . Hugo asks me “Don’t you have family that worries about you?” I said to him, “my family, I would rather not talk about them right now”. BOOM, AN explosion happens in front of us Someone yells on the radio ” STOP THE CONVOY THE LEAD MRAP HAS BEEN HIT WITH A IED (Improvised explosive device) As I sit there eagerly waiting because we are sitting ducks just standing here Some guy named Joe next to me Says “Ah I hope I see my fami” Bang Someone yells “SNIPER WATCH OUT″ A person On the radio says “IT’S AN AMBUSH SHOOT ANYONE THAT IS IN CLOSE CONTACT” The soldier lays on my shoulder I spoke with fear “BRO WE ARE LITERALLY IN A AMBUSH GET OFF ME”. Then I see his face Blood Dripping from his eyes...I just stare at him. I was mortified but I knew I needed to snap out of it or that would be me. I push him off of me and get to the door m249 and start spraying the m249. I yell “I NEED MORE AMMO” Someone yells back “WE ARE OUT OF AMMO IT’S IN THE OTHER VEHICLE Then we all hear a bang then another bang and an explosion, and an RPG hit A MRAP. A few minutes later the person on the radio says that casualties are minimal, and there are only minor injuries but the MRAP has sustained major damage and has lost two of its wheels the engine is damaged and the vehicle cannot move as fast.
A second after we got that call An insurgent saw I was open and started to target me, a bullet grazed my head and another hit my shoulder. I felt nothing in my body, I was practically dead already, I
AN1/He left because he did not wanna eat crayons.
felt blood dripping down my arm, I started to pass out. Hearing the noise of bullets pass by “F*ck I can’t die this way... I-i won’t die this way, get up..get UP″
This is just a slight part of the story I am still working hard on it, and I made this with a friend which is currently not working of it so it’s just me working of it. Hes my editor so later it may get worse with grammar and also, I am going to come back because this is just a draft.
Coming up next into the unknown..
