It was 2 years. Most people would go crazy do suicide but before all that they would die. But not me or my squad, we are known as "Death Rangers" if you pay us well we would do anything. In our old life we were mercenaries, assassins, gun dealers some of us were solider some police officers it doesn't matter in my squad. When you would look at us you would get creeps it is like watching death in the eye, but when you look deep in our squad you would see a family we loved each other as brother and sister we would take a bullet for each other.
We were only hirable mercenaries for big class nobody know about us but we know all about them. Back at the story, we were hired buy a company known as RDA, but when we came we weren't need but they couldn't send us back cause of or contract so they took us and told our job is to go to the north villages on Pandora. They thought that was a great idea for getting read of us but they were wrong, they thought we wouldn't survive a minute in jungle but damn they were wrong as hell.
Flash Back
"Hello Death Rangers, Welcome to Pandora."
I could steel remember his face and his voice…" Colonel Quaritch, Sir, We are welcomed to be here with you, Sir. I would like to know what job are were going to do, Sir." I could steel imagine his voice it gives me creeps when I hear it, it makes me want to strangler him.
"Your job will be spying at north clans of Pandora and report everything you can on them." I remember how I thought that will be an easy task and we would finish it fast and take a break. Ooooh how wrong was I then weary much wrong "You will be starting tomorrow" He was smiling when he told that to us. He was smiling and he knows he is sending us to our death.
Hey Guys I have deleted my entire chapter and I will start the story again. If you read the story you could see how old and un-updated it is so my next chapter will be when they come back from their 2 year mission and they are up for a big surprise. You who read the story will know what I'm talking about.