"Were coming over the LZ now. Get ready it looks hot down there."

As the radio transmission from the MH-53 pilot ended, all of the Marines got into their respective positions. Lance Corporal Fredrick and Private Hideyoshi were going to be the first out, followed by Gunnery Sergeant Rogers and Corpsman Jackson then Sean and my brother were behind them. I was acting as a marksman and was leaving the Bradley last. The Driver, Sergeant Patrick Falci, along with the Colonel and Lieutenant Coleman were remaining in the IFV to provide vehicle support and commands. The Pave Low was to remain at the landing zone and pick up whatever wounded navy personnel and civilians that were there.

Jackson and Frederick were going to load the chopper and protect the landing zone while a fire team consisting of Rogers, Hideyoshi, Sean, my brother and I, were to assist the two combatants that were holding what was left of the naval base. The Bradley was going to flank around the left side of the compound to suppress the alien infantry that had set up an artillery position.

"Ten seconds to drop off, get tactical marines!" As this was said every Marine loaded a magazine and flipped the safeties on their rifles to the off position.

I waited what was the longest ten seconds of my life; the only sound was the muffled whooping of the helicopters rotors through the steel armor of the Bradley. Everything else was quiet and not knowing what could be on the other side of that door when we landed sent shivers down my spine. I sucked it up as we landed.

"Go, Go, Go, give em hell marines!" As the Colonel shouted this, the hydraulic doors at the back opened up and we all rushed out. We were met with an alien flanking force that was trying to hit the combatants inside the naval compound. Jackson and Hideyoshi dropped to their knees and opened up on the hostile fire team, knocking two down to the ground, a small explosion erupting from their chests as they hit the cement. The other two blindly fired on us. Christian quickly exited the Bradley and aimed down the sights of his SOCOM 2 and dropped another with one shot, he then quickly aimed at the other and killed it with two pulls of the trigger.

"I'm tied with you now Robert!"

"Shut up and move into the building." As I said this our fire team sprinted to the rear entrance of the compound. We heard gun reports from the inside so we stacked up with Sean in front with his shotgun, not normal procedure but it was probably the best gun for the job. As he rushed in he screamed, notifying the friendlies, if any, that they had support.

"US marines! US Marines! Is there any one in here?

"Ya! Quickly up here near the armory!" The voice that responded seemed familiar. We quickly rushed up into the hallway next to the armory where we saw two people firing their rifles at the enemy. I quickly jumped between the two and took out my 770. I balanced my rifle on the sand bags that they set up and took aim at an enemy trying to get shot from the left. Since he was moving fast I quickly aimed slightly ahead of him, held my breath then fired, killing the invader. As I worked the bolt I looked back towards the rest of my team and saw Sean and Christian carrying a wounded man in a Navy uniform. Rogers and Hideyoshi then lead two civilians outside to the chopper. I turned my attention to the two combatants fighting beside me. The first one to my right was a girl that looked a little older than me, in a Navy outfit. The second one was my neighbor and best friend Matt Greenholtz. Both of which were firing down range at an advancing group of enemies.

"Matt, is that you?" I said as I aimed at another target and fired, killing the alien where he stood.

"Rob? What are you doing here?"

"I'm here with some Marines, Sean and my brot-"I was cut off as an artillery shell landed in the armory behind us, destroying all the munitions stored there. The shock wave threw the three of us down and forced us to duck down, attempting to make smaller targets of ourselves.

"Shit, where's that Bradley? You two stay here and wait for the rest of my team, I'm going up stairs to get a better angle."

"Got it, try and take out the aliens operating those guns" said the girl whose name I did not know.

I then proceeded to fall back to where the stairs were, climbed them and took a position forward and to the right of where I was previously, giving me an angle on their exposed flank. I looked around and saw an enemy taking aim with its arm at position. I worked the action on my bolt, took aim and fired, dropping the enemy. I continued this process three more times, killing them with one shot each until I had to reload the magazine. I quickly pulled five rounds out of my pouch and loaded them into the magazine, slapped it into the receiver and cocked the bolt. I balanced my rifle again on the window but saw an alien aiming a rocket at me.

I quickly jumped away from the window as the rocket was fired. It hit the wall and exploded, causing me to be blown away from the wall, hitting my head against a desk.

I groaned in pain, feeling a dull throbbing in my head. Despite my pain I got up, and headed to a window that was closer to the staircase. I looked down my sights and saw that they were not aligned correctly, I cursed and switched to my M16. I looked down the ACOG Mk2 sights and began firing on more enemies using the single fire mode on my weapon. While in the process of firing on the enemies I saw our Bradley pull out from behind the building, guns blazing. Its .50 Cal and 25 mm cannon began to tear apart the enemy infantry.

"Rob come on, were getting out of here, chopper took the wounded and civvies away so were meeting the Bradley out back." Sean had come up behind me without me noticing. We quickly ran to the landing zone where everyone was already securing a pick up point. I looked up and saw the Pave Low about 500 yards away and flying quickly.

"Incoming!" I looked up and saw two odd looking ships flying in the direction of the helicopter, they had multiple engines and their fronts were glowing orange. The ships then fired a salvo of missiles from their fronts, hitting the Pave Low and causing it to explode in midair.

"When did they get air? Fuck!" Rogers began yelling and cursing obscenely. The two hostile aircraft then came around for a second pass on us. At that moment however, the Bradley came around again and fired on one of the craft with its cannon and machine gun while simultaneously targeting the other with its TOW launcher. A firestorm of lead erupted from the Bradley quickly downing the alien jets.

The Navy chick and my friend Matt went over to the rubble of the craft and inspected the crash. "It's not piloted, it must be a drone." The two then returned and we all quickly piled into the Bradley. We pulled out of the naval base while shooting at what was left of the enemy infantry.

"Since those bastards took out our air, were going to have to use the urbanized areas to move as close to New York city as quickly as possible, then we'll try to reestablish communications with the rest of our military." The Colonel looked distraught over losing those civilians and the soldiers under his command. But, he still continued to move ahead in his orders to make sure he didn't lose any one else.

"Who are you two, what happened?"

"I'm Matt Greenholtz, I'm a civilian but I wouldn't just sit by while these assholes were shooting at us." Matt was shorter than me about 5 foot 9 with shaved blonde hair and a fairly well-built body, he was wearing a t-shirt and blue jeans.

"I'm Leading Seaman Frankie Gordon, I was the recruit leader at the base before we got attacked."

"You were in charge of the recruits? How old are you?" asked Rogers, skeptical of her rank and position.

"I'm seventeen but I'm very capable of leading a group and fighting, I was also the best marksman on base and ranked in the top ten in my hand-to-hand combat class." Gordon responded, obviously pissed off that someone was challenging her abilities. She stood at about 5 foot 4 and had what seemed to be an incredibly fit body. She has naturally tanned skin and has deep dark brown hair cut into a side fringe with a blonde streak inside of it. She looked like she could handle herself.

"We were doing our usual morning routines at the base when the reports of meteors began coming in. Most of the base was mobilized into the ocean, that's where they were expected to land. The recruits and a couple of the senior instructors were to remain at the base.

"Nothing happened for a couple of hours but then we started to receive maydays from ships and reports of extraterrestrials began coming in from what was left of our ships. I was listening to the radio reports with my senior officer when we heard explosions and gunfire outside. That's when the battle started, Matt here came in with a few civilians, and he guided them here to safety."

"I didn't know there was going to be an attack on the base, but me and one other civilian grabbed guns and helped make a stand. We tried our best but we lost so many guys, it took an entire clip to kill the things until we figured out that they were weak on their right side, but by then, we only had four combatants left. You guys showed up ten minutes later and saved our asses, thanks."

"Damn, they got our Navy too? What else do you think they've taken out Colonel?" Private Hideyoshi said nervously.

"I don't know Jeff, we'll have to meet up with command first, let's head into town and see if we can save anymore civilians, we don't leave anyone behind, oorah?"

We all stated our agreements. "Good, well move for as long as possible before we have to make camp and look for fuel. Great work out there Marines. And you civilians, you truly can fight were glad to have you aboard, you too Seaman."

Simultaneously Frankie, Matt and I said "Thank you sir." He nodded then turned to the driver, "Falci, get us moving." The Bradley lurched forward, beginning its long trek towards the city.

I turned to Gordon and Matt, "You guys were holding that position amazingly. How did you do it?"

"Rob, you know I'm a great shot, and Miss Gordon here is also an expert marksman."

"You weren't too bad yourself, Robert was it?"

"Ya, Is it alright if I call you Frankie?"

"Just call me Crash, everyone does."

A/N: There's the end of the third chapter, with the big battle scene. Hope you guys liked it, please review and submit characters if you haven't already. Also, I have a poll in my profile about what vehicles you would like to see in my story. You can choose up to three choices. See you guys in about a week or so.