One Shot- Call of Duty
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Call
of duty game and I am sorry if my English is not readable!
Seriously
through...do comment any thing that you think, I should improve. I
welcome every comments except flames! I'm also open to any new Ideas
6 hours before D-Day
Location:
Somewhere above Normandy
I looked out the window of the
plane...and I saw hundreds of planes, flying in the same
direction.
"Hey!" the guy next to me yelled out with somewhat
sad if not nervous tone, "Are we there yet?". I shake my head
like everybody else. "No flaks...so no, we ain't there yet" said
Sgt. Johnson. Last time I checked Sgt. Moody never chew gum...must be
the stress, we are getting lately. From what I heard...everything in
this "Operation: Overlord" depends on us, the 101st
Airborne. We were told that we are one of the best soldiers in this
war...well...that's the rumor anyway, but damn... I hope they were
telling the truth. 2 years of intense training and that goddamn
Carahee stuff. Thinking of it...I never actually get the chance of
becoming an officer...only those eggheads gets the job, but this
isn't too bad at all...Sgt. Nix Riggston...not a bad rank at all.
It's start getting more tense each
minute...some of us can't wait to fight the jerry, but me? I just
want to do my part and go home...get a girl or something. I took out
my weapon, it's a Thompson Submachine gun, but I called
her...
"Cherries" because I painted it red, and it look
absolutely crap...again..must be because of my poor painting
skills...heh heh.
"This is your captain speaking! We are
getting close to our destination, the weather for today is Flaks!"
he said it so sarcastically, it's not even funny anymore. Onces more
I looked outside...this time there were flaks...alot of them
actually. But we aren't hit...not yet anyway. Suddenly red light goes
on, we stand up and look towards the back of the plane where Capt.
Foley is...he use hand sign to communicate with us, because the
surroundings sound right now is "Bang Bang Bang" can't really
anything. He signal the rest of us to start checking the person in
front's equipments. I did and only hope that the one at my back did
his best to check mine.
It wasn't long before the green light goes up, everyone start to walk and jump off as we were trained. Capt. Foley give a brief smile and say to us " Keep your head down and remember the friendlies code! Good luck, see you on the ground!" after he finished, everything goes in slow-motions. One by one we jumped off the plane as we were instructed, onces it's my turn...I jumped and wished that the rumor were true.