Path Of Deadmen by M870

Chapter 1 : Reunited

Jason still hid behind the blown up car and popped up every moment to sire a burst into his enemies. It had been 10 minutes since he had dropped out of the helicopter and had already wasted 2 clips of his assault rifle.

All of a sudden, he heard a rumble. Then the ground started shaking. He slightly stuck his head up to see an M1 Abrams tank coming towards him. He got himself off his ass and dive into a bar next to him. As he looked back to the car he had hidden by get blown into smitherenes.

Before he could even turn around, a bunch of enemy soldiers got into front of him with their AK-47s at ready. Then a hail of gunfire killed the whole group.

"Up here!" Shouted someone from above on the roof.

Jason ran outside with assault rifle at ready and looked up to see some familiar faces. "Help me up there would ya?" Jason shouted over the hail of gunfire and explosions. Jim, James, Fred and Nelson were on the roof with a rope being lured down.

Jason hooked onto the rope and pulled himself up with bullets soring past his feet. "You alright buddy?" Jim asked Jason as he got to the top. "Never better" Jason replied pushing himself to his feet with his assault rifle.

"Don't ask questions, move!" James shouted before Jason could even say anything.

The group jumped off the roof and into a pile of boxs where Nelson tripped over and dropped his assault rifle. "Get on your feet soldier!" James shouted to Nelson picking him up by his shirt and handing him his assault rifle as they ran through the street.

James halted everybody to take a peak around the corner. He waved his hand to show that the men can go. As they thought it was safe, more gunfire hailed around them almost hitting their feet. They stepped to the side where James and Jim fired at the enemys. Jason, Fred and Nelson went into the alley where Jim and James followed with guns still blazing.

The alley led to another street littered with cars, bodies etc. Jason fired a single shot into the head of an enemy spraying crimson red across the crystal white walls of the nearby builing. Behind the row of buildings was a beach where a battle had recently took place.

"We're headin' to that beach" James said pointing towards the beach.

"Why the beach?" Fred asked curiously.

"Because nowbody will suspect anybody being there after a battle has already took place there." James replied keeping low.

It took them at least 5 minutes to get across the messed up road. They soon reached the beach going through another alley and over a wired fence. The group was on the side of concrete path leading to a staircase going down to the beach.

"What are we doing here again?" Fred asked looking around for enemy soldiers pointing his assault rifle in every direction. James followed the path ingnoring Fred's question. "He asked you a question James." Jim said firmly.

As soon as they reached the beach, James turned around and answered their question. "Before we dropped off, I made a call to the other team saying to meet us on the beach.

"How can you be so sure?" Nelson asked taking a look behind him. "Because I'm always sure" James replied cockily.

A hail of gunfire sent the team rolling over to an iron 'X' sheild.