This is
"My War!"
I sat there with my arms in the air, unable to move an inch, otherwise death would be my only friend! At that exact moment I noticed that me and a few of my team were left alive, most likely to use as hostages to get a reward…as I looked around I not only saw my team members, alive and dead, but the countless empty ammo cartridges some in piles, others scattered around where we had been holding the lines!
36 hours earlier
"DUDE WHERE THE HELL ARE WE? & quote; I said aloud so everyone could hear me. I was pissed off because I had been woken up to yelling hitting and a broken node but…eh it wasn't my place to say anything,…or at least it wasn't till I got kicked in the back off the head so I pulled out my gun and put it in both my Conrad's faces and said to stop or they die! They stopped alright! Lol oh man did they stop but they also snitched so not only did I lose my rank, I lost most of my command! SHUT THE FUCK UP KELLER, IM TIRED OF UR WHINING ASS!"
The leader of our squad, SRGNT. MILLER of the U.S. Special Forces. Not only is he an asshole, but hes got the strength of a bull and tactical IQ ot around 672…hes dangerous and wouldn't mind shooting us if we get out of hand! We didn't even have a chance to finish the argument, for as soon as he finished sayin that; the bullets started flying past us! I watched as a good friend of mine slowly fell forward…and as his body hit the ground, he didn't even try to get back up. JIMMY NOOOOO!" I Yelled like never before as I pounded out from behind the convoy's jeep at the lead, every step jarring my thoughts, my feelings, besides the anger all that was left was rage! "KELLER, get back here; fuck it!" SRGNT.Miller grabbed a gun and reloaded just in time to kill a enemy soldier that i had missed. With a yelp, he died. As I reached Jimmy, I grabbed the scuff of his shirt and began dragging him back to cover, but before I got any more than a few feet, a singeing, mind enveloping pain, dove itself into my left leg, as another inbedded itself into my upper abdomen when I turned around to fire back. As I sruggled to stay on my feet, an rpg flew past me and hit the lead tank behind , blowing a hole in the side wide enough to climb through. "FUCK, HELP ME, COVER FIRE!" Is all I could get out. I stumbled and fell, and as I lay there gun fire rang out like never before! Targets fell, some screamed in agony, and many ran, they ran from an army of hundreds… and just like it began, it ended! As I fell I could hear the shout of my comrads in victory.Then a single voice rang out; "Keller's down, MEDIC!" As he ran over and started to remove my armor; as my vision started to blur, the last thought I had was, "Am I going to die?" Just as i began to lose consienceness, I could hear wings flapping, and feel gentle but firm hands pick me up. My vision turned white. then nothing!