Band of Brothers: Fox Company

by Rainbow Meshball

Co-writen by Mr. Snarks. Follow the chronicles of four 506th paratroopers selected for a special scout sniper team as they go deep into enemy lines to assasinate each ranking Nazi officer between them and the Allied advance.

1. Chapter 1

Dear FanFiction readers. If you are reading this then you are probably a fan of HBO's Band of Brothers. I am mostly writing this mostly to celebrate the upcoming new series The Pacific. So enjoy unless you are a critical jackass. But constructive criticism is great so post reviews, good or bad.

Chapter 1

Camp Toccoa, Georgia 2:00 PM; 1944

The troops of Fox Company stood in line. The peak of Curahee Mountain was high and dark in the evening twilight. All of the soldiers had all their gear, from their chute to their rifles. The weight of the gear pushed them down. Footsteps crunched through the dry, dead grass grass. Drill Instructor and First Lieutenant Downs stood at attention.

"Good evening Fox Company. You have all met me before. This evening is the weekly inspection. You will and should have all gear at the ready. Consequences of uniform and or equipment infractions are a rejected weekend pass and possibly an extra run timed up Curahee" Downs said in a dull monotone.

He strolled casually down the rows of soldiers. "Private Arnolds, I see that you have not tucked in your flight jacket. In a real jump it would be sucked into your chute and you would be killed. Any excuses why?" Downs said casually.

"Sir, no sir." Arnolds responded.

"Then your pass is revoked. Have fun at camp this weekend; revoked."

Downs continued down the line, pass after pass revoked. Every man in the company disliked Downs, including the training officers. Among Fox company were Read Rickshaw, Slink (or striker.) Sloan, Shames, Larks, Greenin, Flynn, first sergeant Stringer, Lieutenant McKay.

Downs continued down the line. "Flynn- no extra clips. Why are there no extra clips? You cannot kill krouts with no bullets; revoked."

Soon Downs got to the end, "Rickshaw I see a new pair of clothes. That means you are wearing two pairs a day; not required witch equals a revoked weekend pass." Downs said casually.

"Sir, it gets hot during training sir." Rickshaw said.

"No excuses. Revoked." Downs responded.

It was no use arguing.

"First Sargent Stringer, lead the revoked men to Curahee. McKay- escort the troops with passes toward the motor pool." Downs ordered firmly, "Alright, change into your PT gear." Stringer ordered.

As the troops ran, Larks fell into step beside Flynn, "Look at Downs; he thinks we have to be fucking best all the time. "Whatever Larks, we are the best all the time." Flynn said and he jogged ahead.

As they approached the base, McKay stood. "Come on guys get on down here, you can do this." He cheered. We all left for the sleeping quarters. An average day for a training soldier.