Monday, December 21, 2009
It kind of suck, so yeah, don't criticize too much. My English isn't that good.
** PROLOGUE **
"Do it! Do it now!" I squeezed hard on the detonator. The earth shook a split second later. Smoke and dirt shot ten metres up, covering the alien tank. It felt almost an eon later when the smoke dispersed, and the tank resurfaced, unscratched.
"No! It's impossible!" Lieutanant Lewis blurted with both anger and anxiety. "Jacob! Hit it!" Anti-tank trooper Corporal Jacob shouldered his RPG without a word, and popped out of our hiding place. A loud 'crack' was heard, and Jacob fell, smearing my fatigue face with blood and tears.
"Suppressing fire!" the lieutanant roared. In unison, the remaining four of us heaved out our M4A1 carbines and shot aimlessly, with each bullet bouncing off it's impenetrable armour. I was screaming, trying to suppress my fear and boost my courage, but to no avail, as the alien tank's positron gun rotated about it's centre, bearing upon us. We are doomed. We were doomed. Right after the barrel fell into our line of sight, a bright flare lit the evening sky. I thought it was the angels that will be bringing us to our heavens, but the bright flare turned out to be a Javelin missile.
"Bravo One, this is Bravo Three. Calvary's here. Bravo Three, ou-" My earpiece crackled, but was soon muffled by the explosion of the alien tank. An UN Abrams tank rolled from our six, covering a company of UN forces. Machine guns mowed down the remains of the hostile armoured platoon that almost wiped us out.
"Gosh, that bloody tank really cost us a bomb." the ever-cheerful Lieutenant Lewis blurted.
"Lieutanant, that was colder than the Artic." Lance Corporal Yoshitaro attempted one, but was given hateful glares instead.
"Hey, that was stupid. The North Pole was the first to get strucked. That means the Canadians, Russians, Japanese were the first to get wiped up, and you're here blurting nonsense in front of the survivors. Go to hell. You're worse than those bastards." Sergeant Tanya hollered.
"Screw you, Sarg. I'm a Japanese."
"I'm a Canadian."
"Go to hell."
"You don't have to anymore." I finally said. "'cause we're already in one."
leon
6:20 PM
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