Gamma squad down
June 1st 2016 Location: Sera Ruins
It all happened so fast…So fast… Mark… John… what have I gotten these men into? More importantly, can I get them out?
1st lieutenant Jason Winters stood at attention in his C.O.s quarters. Jason, age 24, with brunette hair hidden under a black skull cap. The rest of his body was hidden behind COG armor.
"So, Winters. You do understand that what you're proposing to do is highly dangerous right?" The CO said.
"Jason's jaw clenched.
"Yes sir."
"And you're sure your squad is cut out for this?"
"Yes sir."
The CO sighed.
"Winters, your young and naïve. Normally, I'd send in a more experienced squad for this type of mission. However, Alfa squad is up on the Plateau, and Deltas been under for 24 hours. We need Beta for defense."
The CO sighed.
"All right Winters. Gather your men. Dust off at 0800."
'Yes sir. Thank you sir." Jason said and squared out.
As soon as Jason left the room he checked his watch. 0730. Jason instantly got onto his radio.
"Gamma squad lock and load! Meet at the helipad ASAP!" Jason said.
"What?! Aww come on Jason! I just got my food!" A voice on the other side said.
"Aww shut your trap John. The food tastes like locust dung anyways." Another voice said.
Five minutes later, Jason Walked onto the Helipad where three other gears awaited all clad in armor.
"John, the one on the radio, was still whining about his food. His Buzz cut almost glimmered in the sun it was so short. He cradled his longshot sniper rifle in his right arm.
"Will, I'm going to throw you off this Helipad if you don't shut up!" John yelled at a gear with wavy brunette hair. He held a regular lancer.
Then there was Mark. His short brunette hair, along with the rest of his face, was hidden behind his helmet.
Jason walked up and everyone fell quiet.
"All right. Our mission is to rescue a downed chopper crew. Apparently the crew holds vital information on the locust hoard. It's sweet and simple, yet very important. Expect heavy resistance."
Suddenly, a pilot ran up to them.
"Gamma squad lets go! We have a five minute interval for take off!"
Two minutes later Gamma squad was up and away from the base. John grumbled angrily about his food.
"Aww shut up about your food!" Mark yelled.
"You shut up!" John yelled back.
"No y-Both of you shut up!' Jason yelled.
Suddenly, the pilot let out a curse.
"Gamma squad we got locust on the DZ!"
Mark swore as he flung open the door and opened up with his lancer.
Jason Opened the opposite door and scanned the opposition. There was about thirty to fourty locusts all pelting the chopper. The chopper started shaking violently and began losing altitude. The Pilot swore again.
"Gamma! Were coming in hard!"
John swore as he pulled the action back on his longshot.
"Jason! You said Heavy resistance!"
"What do you call this?!"
"This is suicidal!"
Jason swore as the chopper lurched again.
"Hold on Guys!" The pilot yelled. Jason Looked through the cockpit. His heart dropped. Seconds later the chopper slammed into the ground sending shrapnel flying. Jason was thrown from the open door and landed hard on the concrete. He slowly pulled himself to his hands and knees. All the sounds around him seemed dull and muted. He desperately tried to clear his head as he found his Lancer and Bunkered down behind a stone wall. Will ran up to him and bunkered on the other side. The two exchanged glances before poking their head around the corner and mowing down the oncoming locusts. Will swore.
"Cover me! Reloading!"
Jason Pulled the trigger down.
Click.
Jason's heart dropped.
"He quickly reached for another clip, but his ammo belt was missing.
"Will! I'm out!"
Will swore.
"Me too!"
Jason swore again and revved his Chainsaw.