Chapter 10Chapter 12 Muknatan Village, Southern Breakford 23 June 2335 1200 HoursChapter 10
SSGT Calis Binder felt nauseous. The HMVV12 he was riding in was being tossed about by the rocky terrain. The small jeep, normally built for five fully equipped soldiers was particularly light this afternoon, as only he and his driver, SPC Ryan MacNamara, were inside. This made the lightly armored vehicle extremely susceptible to every minor bump and crevice in the poorly paved road. The sudden, violent movements of the little jeep, combined with the stomach problems caused as a side effect
part eight of war storyChapter 8 Verblensk City, Breakford 1327 Hours Local Time Swanson awoke with a screaming headache. His tongue was swollen and bleeding, and he had a metallic taste in his mouth. He tried to stand and take the bag off of his head, but his arms were strapped to his back, and his legs were handcuffed together. He tried to speak and struggled to form meaningless moans into comprehensible words with what was left of his tongue. Swanson was finally able to make out “I’m mean no harm”, but was answered with a smack to the back of his head. Swanson fepart eight of war story
Untitled chapter 7Chapter 7 Verblensk City, Breakford 1200 Hours When SPC Swanson opened his eyes, the sun burned his retinas. It took him a while to gather his thoughts. He closed his eyes, yet still they burned. He blinked vigorously trying to tear up and wash out his eyes. He was in a state of utter confusion. The last thing he remembered was rushing down the hall in Volteir, dressing quickly to meet up with his new CO, and arriving late to a mission briefing. Then, he heard a familiar noise that snapped him back to reality. A bullet klink is unUntitled chapter 7
Chapter 9
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Everybody remain calm. The younger, better looking plumber is here.
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