A MARINE'S DAY
A part of a series of the Eyes of a Unit.
I ran out the barracks door. Alarms were ringing. Red lights were flashing. I was sprinting towards the choke point, witnessing a Zerg attack force smashing our base. I was sweating as I sprinted over to a remaining bunker. I saw my friend Doug in there, spraying bullets at the horrible creatures.
"Doug! It'sgood to see ya, mate!" I said, patting him on the back.
"Yeh, good to see you too. Good to see those damn creatures dying too," he replied with an evil smile.
I nodded, as I mounted my Gauss Rifle onto the Tripod. Blood was spraying everywhere, as the Hydralisks and Zerglings were dying. Finnaly, the Zerg attack had been deflected. I wiped my forehead and the rain washed the blood away.
"Phew, lucky we got those Zerg," I said, putting a bit of turkey in my mouth. I was in Bob's room at the table, eating a dinner with him.
Suddenly a speaker called. The speaker said: *Fred and Doug to the hall, now please!*
"Got to get going, Bob. C'ya another time. Put the dinner in my room, would ya?" I asked, peering through.
"Yeah, sure. Good luck!" said Bob, grabbing my plate.
"Welcome to the assembly we have after every attack," said the commanding officer in this encampment, as I sat down on the Award Seats. "Today, we have suceeded through another pathetic Zerg attack. We still have two special survivors, who killed the last of the attack. Please congratulate, Fred and Doug!" As soon as the cue came, I walked proudly up to the stage and was handed the award by 2nd Commander.
"Good on ya, Fred. It's been a while since you got one," said 2nd Commander Bill.
"Thanks, sir," I replied with a salute. I walked over to the area I was supposed to stand at. Suddenly, the speaker sounded again: *Attack at choke point! Attack at choke point! Species indentified as: Zealots and Dragoons. Our base is under attack!*
"Oh man, I'll have to get my Marine suit back on!" I complained, dashing down the hall with the rest of the soldiers. I finnaly got to my quarters and put my award in my drawer. Then I went to my cupboard and the suit was on in 3.16 seconds. I was ready to destroy some serious Zerg butt. I loaded my gun and sprinted like a spastic dog. I got to a new-built bunker and shot at the renegade Protoss. I knew that Protoss would never deny the Terran Dominion.
After an hour or so, blue stuff was all over the ground. "C'mon soldiers," I say, waving my arm, as in 'follow me' signal. "It's time to get back to Barracks and get some rest. And that is just another day for me... except for the fact that I don't usually get awards.
And that's it for that little fic! Fred the Marine had, according to a Marine, a sissy day. Day's are more dangerous than that... thanks for reading anyway! PLEASE REVIEW... OTHERWISE I SHALL ANNIHILATE YOU.
A part of a series of the Eyes of a Unit.
I ran out the barracks door. Alarms were ringing. Red lights were flashing. I was sprinting towards the choke point, witnessing a Zerg attack force smashing our base. I was sweating as I sprinted over to a remaining bunker. I saw my friend Doug in there, spraying bullets at the horrible creatures.
"Doug! It'sgood to see ya, mate!" I said, patting him on the back.
"Yeh, good to see you too. Good to see those damn creatures dying too," he replied with an evil smile.
I nodded, as I mounted my Gauss Rifle onto the Tripod. Blood was spraying everywhere, as the Hydralisks and Zerglings were dying. Finnaly, the Zerg attack had been deflected. I wiped my forehead and the rain washed the blood away.
"Phew, lucky we got those Zerg," I said, putting a bit of turkey in my mouth. I was in Bob's room at the table, eating a dinner with him.
Suddenly a speaker called. The speaker said: *Fred and Doug to the hall, now please!*
"Got to get going, Bob. C'ya another time. Put the dinner in my room, would ya?" I asked, peering through.
"Yeah, sure. Good luck!" said Bob, grabbing my plate.
"Welcome to the assembly we have after every attack," said the commanding officer in this encampment, as I sat down on the Award Seats. "Today, we have suceeded through another pathetic Zerg attack. We still have two special survivors, who killed the last of the attack. Please congratulate, Fred and Doug!" As soon as the cue came, I walked proudly up to the stage and was handed the award by 2nd Commander.
"Good on ya, Fred. It's been a while since you got one," said 2nd Commander Bill.
"Thanks, sir," I replied with a salute. I walked over to the area I was supposed to stand at. Suddenly, the speaker sounded again: *Attack at choke point! Attack at choke point! Species indentified as: Zealots and Dragoons. Our base is under attack!*
"Oh man, I'll have to get my Marine suit back on!" I complained, dashing down the hall with the rest of the soldiers. I finnaly got to my quarters and put my award in my drawer. Then I went to my cupboard and the suit was on in 3.16 seconds. I was ready to destroy some serious Zerg butt. I loaded my gun and sprinted like a spastic dog. I got to a new-built bunker and shot at the renegade Protoss. I knew that Protoss would never deny the Terran Dominion.
After an hour or so, blue stuff was all over the ground. "C'mon soldiers," I say, waving my arm, as in 'follow me' signal. "It's time to get back to Barracks and get some rest. And that is just another day for me... except for the fact that I don't usually get awards.
And that's it for that little fic! Fred the Marine had, according to a Marine, a sissy day. Day's are more dangerous than that... thanks for reading anyway! PLEASE REVIEW... OTHERWISE I SHALL ANNIHILATE YOU.