June 16th, 2552, 11:02PM

Only one man was wounded in my squad, that wasn't bad at all I thought to myself as we made our way back to our structure. Alpha, Bravo, and Charlie followed me. We made our way by a tank, it was stuck in a crater. It angled a bit in, the back left of it was suspended in the air a bit.
"I told you it wouldn't make it!" Yelled someone.
"Im sorry commander." Another voice replied.
I laughed a small bit and smiled at the sight.

We came up on our structure to find a line of tables in place outside. Pots where set out among them.
"Looks like there giving out food boys!" I yelled.
Everyone glacned over, we where all hungery.
"Dismissed!" I yelled.
The others headed off a slight bit to the right toward the line of food, I conintued ahead alone. Jake glanced back and saw I wasn't coming.
"Well catch you in a few." He yelled.

I entered the structure and made my way to the center where Ryans quarters where. I stepped in and stood there. Ryan was filling out some papers, he glanced up. "Ah, my top commander." He said with joy.
I looked at him confused a bit. I saluted.
"At ease." He stated and I put my hands behind my back.
"I heared you only had one wounded man, you must of adapted your tactics to the chaning situation well" He said.
"I pre-ordered my team commanders to move in when they saw fit, sir. They lead the attacks"
"Team commanders?" He asked. I explained how I had organized my squad.

"See, I knew you where the man to put in charge." He said. "You organized your squad great and thought out the fights before they were fought. You also quickly reacted to enemy positions that where hiding and waiting to ambush you." He opened a drower and pulled something out, it was covered in his hands and I couldn't see what it was.
He stood up and made his way in front of me.
"For your valor in the face of the enemy and unbelieveable leadership with your team, I proudly promote you to Sergent." He annoucned and held out a badge and a ribbon as well.

I looked down at it and took it from his hands slowly. I had gone from Buddy team leader to Sergent in one battle. I looked up at him.
"Thank you, sir." I said softly.
"You earned it. Honestly, you preformed much better than I thought you would. You make a fine team leader." He replied.

The raido by his desk went off.
"Urgent, repeat, urgent news. Ryan Smith please respond over."
We looked over at it for a second before looking back at eachother.
"Well you better get going, go get some food while you can." He said.
He saluted me, and I returned the favor. He made his way back to his desk and sat down.
"This is Lieutenant Ryan." He replied over the radio as I made my way out.

I made my way out of the structure and out into the dirt ground, the sound of dirt clumps being crushed under my feet, it sounded like the snap of gunfire to me a bit. I found the others pretty easily. The entire squad was sitting together eatting. I made my way over to them.
"There he is." A soldier sitting on his helmet said. "Our unstoppable commander." The squad let out a hoot. I smiled. "We showed them didn't we..." The soldier paused for a split second and glanced at my hand. "Sergent. You dog you." He finished.

Steve glanced over at me.
"You made sergent?" He asked curiously. I nodded in reply and showed him the badge.
"Don't forget to give that into command when we get back to Containment so they can airbrush the tag onto your armor." Said Dave.
"I won't." I replied.
"Did you all see the way Thomas acted out on the field?" Another soldier said.
"Hell yeah, lead us to victory and we didn't even lose a man." Said yet another. The squad let out a hoot again as they ate.

I took my helmet off and sat down on it with them.
"Wait until next time too, he was just waming up this round." I laughed a bit.
"Yeah." I said. "But don't forget, a commander can't be good if he dosen't have good troops." They let yet chuckled a bit and agreed with what I said.

When they where done eating we did a 'yo mama' joke contest to pass the time. Who ever could tell the best joke would win. We sat back and laughed hard at the funny ones, as well as the stupid funny ones. We declared Jake as the winner. We moved on to other topics to talk and joke about.

After about a hour of messing around we stopped when a Pelican flew in and landed by the base structure. We all looked over and watched to see what was happening. A person came out the back with a steel briefcase. We looked at him strangely. He was a troop from the Brazilan Division.
"What are they doing out here?" Someone asked out. "I thought Brazil was defending the industrail areas off to the north." He added.
We turned away and began to talk again. I could hear the Pelican taking off soon after.

The troops began to talk on about something but I was looking over my patch that I held in my hands, amazed that Ryan had put so much trust into me. I focused out everything around me and stared at it and thought it over. I was soon brought back to reality when a soldier set his red helmet down beside me and sat down. "Well, how have you been, Sergent?" Asked Andy.

June 17th, 2552, 1:17 AM

The troop remained silent as Andy continued.
"The Chinese invaded Brazil and took the capital within a few hours. The somehow figured out that the entire Brazilan Division was here in Antarctica and that their capitol was near defenceless... Brazil is considered out of the war as of now but their military is launching a counter attack in a day or two." He stopped.
"This means the Chinese have armies in Brazil now." Said a soldier.
"They can hit us from the north or make an assault on Mexico, putting them out of the war and giving them a direct shot at America." Said another.
"Thats probally what they will do." Andy said. "They will take Mexico while the nation is also near defenceless against the Chinese strength. They will be slowed at America, I hear the 27th Mechinized Infantry troop is moving in on the border to protect America, and that other troops are being sent in as well."

I glacned at the ground, our time of fun was over. What was our next phase of action. Would we retreat around though the sea to defend Mexico or stay here and keep them from taking Antarctica. It was one of the other. Either we lose Antarctica or we lose Mexico and risk a invasion into America. I looked around the troop.
"What are you thinking, sir?" Asked a soldier.
I layed out our possible actions we may take. We thought them over as to what we may do.

Orders soon came down from General Flood. We where all leaving the line of defence here and to heading back to the fort. We collected all of our gear and other things. Pelicans came in and landed everywhere, there was about six hundred of us here and only thirty or so pelicans, there was not enough. A convoy was established and would be used to help move the rest. It looked like a few would ride on the tanks while the others walked with them back to the fort until more Pelicans came avaialbe to pick them up.

We made our way to a nearby dropship and the troops piled on. I looked around one last time as people got organized and equipment was loaded up on the tanks and stuff. I looked up at a high chunk of land that stood out of the hillside. I saw movement and noticed a German scout watching everything from cover. He feed back into cover when he noticed me looking at him.

"What are you looking at?" Asked Steve as he looked up at where I was looking.
I took my glance from the man or women and looked at Steve.
"No." I said and mounted up on the dropship.
Ryan quickly got on as well and made his way into the cockpit. Within seconds the air convoy was taking off and headed for Fort Containment.

June 16th, 2552, 2:10AM

We decended down for landing. I could hear the chaos around the camp already.
"Touchdown." The piolt yelled and we piled out.
I dashed out and onto the ground. I looked around and threw my head side to side to pop my neck that had become stiff.
"Si eres un miembro del Mechinized mexicano. Cargar por favor para arriba en los Pelicans que se enviarán a México." A female voice said over the camp speakers.

"China está avanzando en Mexcio. Todo el Mechinized mexicano marcha por favor carga para arriba en los Pelicans que se enviarán para defender México."
I looked around. To my left a wave of roughly three to four-hundred Mexican Mechanized soldiers where making there way to the Pelicans. We stepped out of the way to give room for them to bored up on our Pelicans that had just dropped us off. Once a Pelican was loaded up it instantly took off into the night sky.

'Night sky?' I thought to myself.
It was supposed to still be daylight in Antarctica. Huge lights where up all along the fort line and out in the open around us.
"Why is it dark?" Someone asked.
"Shit if I know. Something must be wrong." Another man replied.
I still focused looking in the air. A C709 Stealth Fighter flashed overhead though the night. We all took a step back from the wind it caused on the ground, it had come by extremely low and extremely fast, we didn't even hear it until it was above us.

The Pelicans began to take off. Only two remained on the ground soon after. A bit later one of the Pelicans took off leaving on the ground two squads of Mexican Mechinized, there wasn't enough room for all of them.
"¡Ir! ¡Haré mi manera con los americanos más adelante hoy! ¡Ir!" One Mexican CO said to the other.
They saluted and the one team got on and was soon gone. The other team made its way back to the fort. We followed them.

We soon entered the fort, it was a mess.
"Soldiers of the American Armed Forces." The speakers started up again. "Please pack your belongings and see fit to move out in a few hours."
Ryan was at point and I was behind him, everyone in our squad followed me from behind. The speakers clicked on again.
"If you are running low on ammunation, please replish your supplise at any of the nearby ammo supply dumps."

"Whats going on?" Ryan asked as a guard walked by.
"Where moving out, that's all I know?" He said back as he continued to walk on.
"Fall out still remains to the south-west, radation will not reach this position." The speakers started up again. "If you do not have radational air filters, they can be aquired at any of the supply dumps." Ryan stood there.
"Someone used a fucking nuke!" He yelled and threw a punch into his left hand, he had caught on.
He began to make his way into the quarters, he was walking extremely fast as though he may suddenly take off running. We followed him.

"Supply up!" He yelled as we walked by a supply dump that layed on the ground.
We looked around at eachother.
"Someone nuked us?" A soldier said extemely tence.
"How far is this war going to go?" Jake asked.
"You think well all kill eachother?" Steve asked after him.
This continued a bit as we re-supplyed. Everyone was just throwing questions out instead of answering, kind of answering a question with a question. Questions where all we had to reply with, we had no answers.

I picked up a MA5B and seven additional magazines for my gun along with three additional magazines for my sidearm and put them in my belt. I aquired four Frag Gernades and took a Nuclear Gernade and attached them to my belt. I looked back down at the box and picked up two more nuclear gernades and attached them on as well. My belt was now over filled and I put extra Frags into food pouchs along with extra ammo. Everyone else was overloading themselfs as well. I had roughly eight-hundred rounds for my gun, five frags, and three nuclear gernades. I carried little food.

Ryan made his way back with a M19 SSM Rocket Launcher.
"Has anyone ever fired one of these?" He asked out to us.
Only one person in our squad had ever held one. He went though what is was mainly used for and how to use it along with reloading it.
"Get rid of your supply belt." He ordered to the soldier who had at least held one before.
The soldier unstrapped his ammo and gun holster belt and let it drop to the ground.

Ryan handed him the Rocket Launcher. The soldier held it and looked over it. Ryan picked up a weird type of ammo holster and put it on the soldier like a backpack. The 'backpack' had a big hole in the side of it and the top was open. The 'backpack' it self was metal. Ryan went back over and picked up a pair of rockets. Rockets for the M19 came in pairs, they where locked together. When the trigger was pulled, one would shoot out of one of the barrels on the launcher, when the person pulled again, another would shoot and then he would have to reload. That was the big knowlege I had on the gun and how it worked.

Ryan slid down the pair of rockets into the metal pack and they slid to the hole in the side. I looked at it and got it. When the person had to reload, he could reach around and pull out the ammo easily from the pack from the hole where it sat. Ryan put in another pair of rockets and patted the soldier on his shoulder.
"You'll get the hang of it." He said to him.

"Squad Sapper!" Ryan yelled and a man in red armor stepped forth.
Ryan went over to the ammo dump and came back with a M7057 Flame Thrower.
"Have you used this before?" Ryan asked.
"Yes sir, I know how to use it." The sapper replied.
"Good." Ryan said and handed the Flame Thrower with a painted... I took as a sharks faces or something, on it.

"Did everyone aquire additional ammo?" He asked aloud.
"Yes, sir." W replied.
"Alright then. I found out what's going on and I think I should tell you." He started.
We watched him with much interest of finding out.
"It's not night here, as you all know. That's dust you see in the sky."
We all glanced up into the sky.
'To think that is all dust' I though to myself and then looked back at Ryan.
"That dust was thrown into the air from a low class nuclear bomb." He started again. "The Chinese for some reason nuked the middle of nowhere out to the south-east. We haven't nuked them back yet seeing as they didn't hit any civil or military areas. The Chinese themselves have their armed forces about an hour away from Mexico and advancing ever closer. They will most likely put Mexico out of the war. Any questions?" He finished.

I spoke up.
"Yeah. What are we going to do about it?" I asked.
"Well, from what I heard. We will be launched to Brazil and from there and on foot, walk nearly all the way to America."
Everyone began talking to the person next to them. I got loud fast with everyone talking.
"Why!" I asked out even louder, trying to be louder than everyone else.
They all stopped talking and listened for the answer.
"Why not just fly to America along the ocean?" I finished.
Ryan looked deep into my visor.
"We are moving on foot so we can re-take major areas and reclaim their capitol. Same as Mexico. If we do this and they attack America, then we can also make a strike from behind." He answered.
I nodded to him with understanding.

"We launch in five hours." Ryan announced. "You all go get some sleep while you can. Dissmissed!" He said and saluted.
We stood up and saluted him back and made our way to the sleeping quarters.

There where no guards there this time. Instead a sign was above the door saying 'sleep when you please'. We walked in. I found to my supprise that the normal empty room was now filled with beds. There where easily enough for all of us that had returned, combing the two sleeping rooms.

My squad stayed together while other squads we had returned with sat where ever. The general was making this special on his troops sence it was the last night we would be here. We all fell asleep, dreaming of battles we had already fought and of fights soon to come as the war slowing turned into nuclear warfare