Note- There is more, but I would like to see if my writing skills are any good, so please review.
The year was 2026. I just got out of school and I didn't know what I wanted to do with my life, so I figured the military would help me figure it out. So I joined and was sent to boot camp just like every other recruit. After boot camp, I got a two week leave and visited me family and friends back home. After that, I went for training as a pilot. I excelled at everything that was thrown at me; I completed every task that was set the best that I could. Fortunately for me, the best I could was the best that the instructors had seen in along time. So I was signed up for the ACE program, a special training program that was designed to father train great pilots to be better. It would lower the reaction time, and heighten the response. It would increase stamina, and sharpen the mind so it could perform under the most extreme conditions without any hesitation. At the start there were fifty subjects, a few backed out because the strain was too much. A few died, but most made it through. Again, I excelled. I was in the top five of the test group. 42 out of 50 made it. After two years of extreme training, we were granted a leave to see our friends and family again.
I was home for few days when something happened that would change my life forever. We were going to war. Somewhere in the Middle East, someone had finally done it; someone had taken the next step in mechanized warfare. They had created a mobile tank, the first walking tank. They were slow, clumsy, and prone to break downs, but would leave destruction in there wake like nothing anyone has seen before. They were massive machines, capable of massive amounts of destruction; the machines would stand about 40 feet tall and about 20 feet wide. The MF's (or Mobile Fortress as they dubbed) had to modes of travel. They could walk, or amble along slowly, or could dash. A dash was a limited boost, moving the MF's at a reasonable speed a short distance, either in the air or on ground.
The military was mobilized and sent in to neutralize the new threat and capture if possible. I and the group of specially trained ACE pilots were sent in to test the program. We all were all in a new modal fight jet. We found our objective and began our assault. Everyone else died except for the ACE pilots. We were able to subdue one and capture it. It was brought back and studied and soon our Government was able to recreate it and then improve on the design. It was smaller and faster, much more maneuverable, and it was actually able to fly for short periods of time. The new models were dubbed MTs. The top 15 ACE pilots were recruited for the testing of the MTs, and I was among them.
