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'Voices In head'

' thoughts'

"Spoken thoughts"

Neon Genesis Evangelion: Enduring Impact

Author : Sairag

It was a war of attrition, the encounters were small, vicious, usually non conclusive and always bloody. - Ranger One

Report 1: Conflict Confusion Crash/ The Waylay incident

Sea of Humanity; Malaysian Rainforest

201015

1215 hours

The dark rain clouds over head rolled over the exotic rainforest with swift speed, filling the air with the scent of impending rain. The congregation of birds that littered the sky sensed Mother Natures' time for release and swooped down to the jungle for shelter. Crackling thunder followed suit moments later. Then a torrential down pour came. Cloudy skies only got darker as the sheets of water intensified. The forest sounded like a giant waterfall as the water worked its way from the canopies down to the forest floor.

Four Helicopters replaced the birds in the sky claiming their air superiority over the organic creatures. Slipping through the sky undetected, the flock suddenly banked to the left.

Performing rapid successive maneuvers, it looked as though the steel fowls were playing a ferocious game of tag. During the performance you could briefly spy the occupants with every clap of thunder.

The machines were manned by a shadowy crew of four people. Two personnel in the cockpit and two on the gun mount. With bolts of lightening momentarily illuminating the sky shone that they wore red flight suits and an aviator's helmet with a black visor covering their faces. Strapped to their thighs was a pistol holster that secured nine millimeter servant of death. The thunder claps continued to illuminate the sky with white and grey colors. The gunners were breaking open giant creates, the yellow stenciling on the cover read '30 Caliber HE (High Explosive)'

One of the pilots called out to the other pilots giving the last few commands before they were to go radio silent.

"This is Red Rider switching over to whisper mode."

"Will Co little Red, switching over to whisper mode." Was the response he got and he sighed.

The deep whooping sounds of the giant rotating blades became nonexistent. All that resounded in the skies was the sound of the rain impacting the aluminum metal and the earth shattering thunder.

"No sandbagging on this one ok gentlemen-" Was as far as the officer got when he was interrupted by his gun crew with and very loud Ahem over his com system. He turned his head to the right glancing to his gun crew in the rear compartment and smiled.

"Sorry about that. Let me rephrase that. No sandbagging on this one ladies and gents."

There was an eerie silence that followed suit after that statement. The only response that he got was from his gunner crew. It was the sound of the bolts going home loading a round into the chamber. Back in the cargo bay the two tall slender gunners smiled and whispered a word that was carried away with the wind.

"Chance."

The helicopters silently glided through the air. The four horsemen were coming and nothing could stop them.

Down on the forest floor columns of armed soldiers progressed further into the forest. Their journey had led them all over fifteen hundred miles in this rainforest. They feared two things in this life. One was dying and returning to the Sea of lies. The other was failure. Just the thought of failure sent dread to every fiber in their bodies. It would mean all was for naught, and

Mankind would continue to be blinded by its own delusions.

Emotions ran high in Delta Company. They had been in search of the target for four years now. Every time they would catch the trail, the target would disappear then reappear somewhere else.

This was the first time the target had remained stationary for so long. Not to mention this was the closest they have ever gotten to the target.

At the rear of the company their ace fighter Ranger One or Ran as everyone would call him was mapping some reconnaissance routes with base camp over his taccom.

"So Radio, you are saying if our avenue of approach was from twenty seven alpha we should have higher probability of cutting their forces in half, while another platoon flanks them?"

He then began circling area twenty seven on his map as a possible avenue to take. Looking over the map he saw grid fifteen looked feasible.

"What about grid fifteen Radio?" waiting for the response he wiped his brow of the accumulation of sweat and water

"Ran, let me ask the commander."

"Roger."

He was having a difficult time hearing command over the raging water fall of rain in the forest

That was when he heard it. It was a faint whisper that echoed in his mind

'Chance.'

He whispered the word on his lips as if it would help him understand its meaning and where it came from.

'Chance?'

Before he could analyze any further into the thought, a distinct sound of whistling rockets; and the ensuing impact near by blowing the tropical tree up at the base. Quickly looking up, Ranger one saw tooth picks flying every where. With that the hundred foot tree fell looking to land on his fellow comrades.

"Take cover!" Ranger One yelled, as he dropped to the floor. Only to hear the screams as the giant timber landed on the soldiers. Giant clouds of dirt and debris flew into the air, choking the life out of the few that survived the felled tree. Ranger one continued his trek to the front of the company low crawling, his weapon in tow.

"I need L.A.A.D. (Low Anti Air Defense) with me right now! If they are dead get me their Stingers now!" He yelled at the top of his lungs to over come the intense ringing in his ear.

Rocket fire continued with sporadic sounds of heavy machine gun fire overhead; trimming the tree tops and letting the rain of lead and water find their mark. With giant leaves and branches floating down to earth littering every ones view of the sky and the foreground. It was chaos.

"Every one stay low and follow me." He screamed again.

Every one of the soldiers who was still alive were crawling with him towards the open field five hundred yards up a head.

Passing dead bodies as he was low crawling through the mud, Ranger One looked back behind him as the foliage still fell from the sky and yelled. "Where's L.A.A.D?"

A female soldier yelled back at the top of her lungs. "They were crushed under some trees sir, the ones that didn't got taken out by-"

Be fore she could finish lead bullets cut a path right in front of her kicking dirt into the air and her face. Taking her forearm she wiped the debris away and finished her statement.

"That." Pointing to the newly formed line on the ground.

Ranger one then continued crawling and spoke up again.

"HOW MANY STINGERS DO WE HAVE?" His voice was scratchy and unnatural.

"Eight sir!" Was the response another soldier gave.

Then some rockets came zooming by crashing into the trees behind them, blowing shrapnel every where.

Sticking his head up to gain a better grasp of the situation, Ran witnessed four more of his troops get taken down by the poisonous rain. Thoughts were racing through his head.

'Shit! They are picking us off, do they have an endless supply of ammunition?' was his thought as grabbed his helmet as a missile flew by mere feet above him.

'We need to make it to the field fast. A frontal push is our only option.' He quickly thought.

Ranger One stood up, roared a blood curdling cry and bolted for the clearing with a rocket launcher slung on his back.

"Move! ARRRGGAAAHHHHHH!"

Three hundred feet above the tree tops the four horsemen flew on their merchants of death. Inside one of the mechanizations the one of the slender gunner's was in a delirious state as the chain gun delivered its justice. The gun was letting off hundreds of rounds per minute with a gentle humming sound. The links and smoking casings fell on the floor littering it with beautiful yellow brass and when the floor became saturated they fell over board in a stream of gold.

"I won't go back to that life. Damn it! I won't! Just die!"

And the death continued to rain granting its universal service to man.

It will be done on earth as it is in heaven. – Ranger One

End Report 1: Conflict Confusion Crash /The Waylay Incident

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