Lana? Euh, Sorry for most likely burdening you.
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Thread Topic: Lana? Euh, Sorry for most likely burdening you.
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True.
"GET DOWN!" Commander Jefferson shouted over the sound of falling bombs. The fleet of troops dove into trenches and into crevasse. Once the explosions stopped, everyone scrambled to their feet.
"Kaden! Take Jones, Corey, Weston and Thompson to the Command station! Jack a few tanks, jets, or whatever!" He ordered.
Thompson. Thats me. Im going to be captured
The Command station was one of the hardest things for an army to reclaim, let alone five men. But it was an order- defying direct command resulted in execution. I swallowed hard, holding up my rifle. -
Wait... Kaden's going to take himself?
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Wait, whut?
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You said, Kaden! Take Jones, Corey, Weston, and Thompson to the Command Station! But Kaden's last name is also Jones... ._. I'm over thinking this.
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It actually said James, but apparently, Spellcheck thinks that isn't a name >.>
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Oh, alrighty. That clears things up.
I nodded and gestured for the others to follow. "Let's move!" My eyes darted from side to side as we made our way to the Command station. Bombs, grenades, and gun shots went off. The sound was deafening. -
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I kept low, and ahead of the others. On the inside, I didn't care if they got shot. I needed to help my family. I've been in America too long. -
So far, we were sheltered by flaming trees and buildings. I grimaced as a series of grenades went off one after the other, vibrating what seemed like the whole place for a moment. We reached the facility, crouching just twenty feet from its entrance. It was heavily guarded, full of enemy forces. "s---."
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I looked at Kaden. "Should we take them from the back?"
I heard James gulp. -
I shook my head. "Back's probably got double the men. They know our strategies. Best if we just retreat." I wanted to do anything but retreat, but we'd stand no chance against their abundance of men plus reinforcements. "It's a lost cause."
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"That's defying a direct order! A death penalty!"
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Corey pull the pin on a grenade. -
"Better than going on a suicide mission. I'm sure little Jeffy would love to receive the news that he's lost five more men. Our forces are keeling over and dying by the second. We're setting ourselves up for an advantage when reinforcements do arrive." I shook my head, clicking my tongue. "Death penalty, death penalty, death penalty... Rather that than be beaten to death back home."
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Corey through it at the men. We're so screwed.
"We have to transfer... possibly kill Jeff?" I muttered.
"RETREAT!" -
I shook my head, readying my gun. I took a deep breath, my eyes fixed on the Command station. "Too late now," I murmured.
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I froze. "FOWARD!"
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