A/N:This is my first story so there may be some grammar or punctuation errors so please review with your thoughts
prologue
An abandoned building laid in ruin under the cold night sky,the walls have since been chipped leaving broken wood and lead paint .The smell of mold and mildew filled what was left of the building . Leaving few who could or would stay in such a place,but for most there was no choice but to take refuge in such a place being war time and the enemy more vigorous than ever with no regard to war time laws .To them the Geneva convention was the housing for non-existent crimes in time of war . to them there was no difference between husband from wife or from mother to son .In there eyes you were and enemy who would either give up or die .The Year is 2015 the united states thrusted into another world war,an invasion of Russian troops and mercenary ops flooded into the U.N through a large enough E.M.P that disabled all working technology leaving it very vulnerable An opening that would mark the down fall off our governed society .Using mercenary units and guerrilla tactics they took over countless states. children and women were either killed or made slaves to Russian homes .The smell of burnt bodies and the sound of scream filled nights haunted many .Soldiers who did survive went under ground becoming fighters for hire,who did not care for sides any more just wealth,refuge and purpose this is there story.
Under cover a lone soldier awaited the sound of debris falling from the wall of his shelter,his breaths shallow his body still,his hands steady .He wore all black best for moonless night like tonight .A black snow cap cover his head keeping him warm his gaze set to his 687M scope .His left eye gently shut holding tightly To his gun he made a sweeping glance "1" he spoke lowly his deep voice chimed over the com-set on his shoulder .Turning his gun ever so slowly he motioned another sweep "2...3..4..and 5" moving his fingers nimbly his heart pacing "there are 5 sentries two of which are field scouts" he spoke awaiting his answer from his spotter which was on the top level of the building,a more female voice echoed out "fire" he placed his finger on the trigger of his Dragunov his aim on the first sentry who was in conversation with one of his mates .He pulled the trigger as a 7N1 round exited the muzzle of his semi-automatic,hitting the sentry in the neck .Before the enemy could react he let off another round into the second sentry exiting the back of his head .Taking defensive measures they ran into cover,each one in a state off confusion.
"Wha-? What the hell man" the scout spoke his gun shaking,his head turning to view the body of his fellow comrades
"Shut up Trent" the soldier spoke out looking from the corner
"I...cant they killed jhonny I'm out of here man" The scout spoke getting up from cover as two bullets entered his chest his finger pressed firm on the trigger of his Ak-47
"Shit No!!" He said bullets from the Ak entered his body as he was hailed from friendly fire his body shook from the rounds until they both collapsed
The last sentry stood throwing his gun to the ground,kneeling to show he surrendered "Don't shoot i give up!!" he said looking around his voice shaky and his olive drab uniform stained with blood. "What about him?" the sniper asked aiming his gun at the scouts head . "Alexander Rudenchev No Survivors!" the female spoke louder making her Russian accent more clear The sniper let out one round into the scouts forehead quick and clean.Getting up from they building The sniper looked around his Blue eyes shimmered in the night,taking of his cap his Light green hair flowed freely agaisnt the breeze . He was young about 23 and was pretty skilled in urban forward he made it downstairs his steps were slow in pace but steady all the same.looking around he saw here Rosalina Joanavich "Rose you Called me Alexander again ... its Alex" he said with a smirk lighing a cigarette with his butane lighter, his glance changed to the bodies "I guess i'm just tired Whats the point" turning he looked at rose "Wealth .. purpose it just leaves me with and empty feeling inside" he sighed
A/N: well this is the proluge umm review and give me tips and or ideas i might put a reviewer character in the story if you want ok well thanks and bye