The belong to Battlefield 2 (copyright). The events displayed are fictional.
Prelude.
Death has always been a problem in warfare. People die and people just go missing forever. This is a story of a man who suffers the latter half, the empty loneliness that can only come with being left to die on a battlefield. How people that do find him try to help him, or kill him. This is a story of fear, hope, and death on a battlefield...
This conflict has been waiting to rage for years. We Americans knew it, and so did the Chinese. The US was constantly buying goods from the Chinese and they practically owned us in the world economy. Defending the homeland was hard enough, then the bigger problem arised. At first things were going well fighting off the Chinese as all they did was unorganized assaults and "over the top" charges, we had no problem mowing them down with out advanced marksmanship training. They knew this was getting them nowhere so they slowly changed how the conflict was being held.
After a while they moved from classic trench warfare due to their massive numbers as the worlds largest army, to fighting in streets with special fire and maneuver tactics. The fighting eventually became too brutal for either side to last long. About a year later we pushed them out of America and into the Pacific, they had retreated to Midway and a large battle soon erupted between the Chinese forces stationed their at the time, and the USS Saratoga. They were not only defeated but humiliated completely. Then we moved into the Philippines, that was easy fighting. We had followed the same path as American Marines did just a century ago in WWII.
Then once we reached China things instantly went to hell with the Dalian Plant where we landed forces, the destruction on the beach was something out of a WWII movie, as men were getting mowed down left and right. After that it was helicopters trying to slow us down then we had to deal with tanks. The bodies piled up like a doll factory, it was just an all out mess.
After that place was a valley we nicknamed the "Dragon Valley" and we didn't have too much of a problem with that, it was just easy pickings for us as most of the enemy forces were at the beach and we managed to clean them up rather rapidly. The Chinese did have some helicopters but some of our AA support dealt with that like it was a joke. That didn't stop the Chinese however from fighting to the death in almost trench warfare across the river. Snipers and all.
Then came the Daqing oilfields which is the largest oilfield in the Peoples Republic of China (PRC.) The brutality of that battle was horrible for both sides as fuel tanks exploded with stray shots and killed tens to hundreds at a time. Both sides were ordered to watch where their shots went. It was horrible no matter how you looked at it, but the Chinese continued to attack, there was no stopping them, it was absolutly brutal.
Today however the largest assault in hopes of forcing the Chinese to negotiation tables, and in our favor. This will come to be known throught history as "The Battle of FuShe Pass", much like the "Battle of the Bulge." has been known. Here is where my story comes into play, the story of Michael. The people I meet and the things that happen to me, shall most likely be forgoten as I become Mike India Alpha, Missing in Action. But my actions here will forever change the face of the earth as we know it, it will become the forgoten fight. I know I'm not a hero, but I do become however, the next savior of freedom and all of humanity as we know it.