Chapter 5: marines or idiots?
Time: 0800
Location: upper Iraq
"SHUT UP"
"no! I won that round of poker and you know it!"
"i dont care"
"GIVE ME MY MONEY"
"no"
"sarge make him give me my money!"
"gondalez I order you to call yourself an idiot and shut the fuck up so i can listen to my music!"
"yes sir! I am an idiot SIR!"
"good now-"
"INCOMEING!"
Sargent Robertson sentence was cut short from the sound of an RPG round screaming through the air and slammed in to the lead Humvee of their half-assed column and exploding over its engine and killing all the marines in it.
"SHIT marten back up back up back up!"
"arg"
"JOHNNY"(a/n no his name is not johnny it's just a nick name)
P.F.C. allen (gondey) Gondalez was scared out of his mind. he was green and in his first real combat situation (a/n screw telling the description in the story i will post it on my profile when i get the time and I will do that with all my story OC.)
"gondey! do i have to remind you every engagement to fire your goddamn weapon!?"yelled the sarge.
"no sir!"
allen sighed and threw open the door to his Humvee and jumped out and took cover behind the Humvee. he closed his eyes and took in the sound of the fighting.
bam!bam!bam!bam!bam!bam!bam!
"medic!"
"one fucking second this guy is probley worse than you!"
"BITCH MY ARM IS GONE!"
"and this guy has somehow taken the full force of his Humvee exploding and for your information i am the only fucking medic here!"
"oh"
"okay who is the idiot that requested one medic on this recon op? and why are we in a damn column any ways!?"
"well as you can see mister dip shit 1 we are currently in between a ridge that goes up at an 90% angle and another ridge that goes down at the same angle sooo i would say we had no choice to go in to a column and this was the only way through this damn mountain any ways so shut the fuck up!"
"why did we need to request a medic in the first place?"
"because we are idiots"
"no we are not idiots we are marines!"
"yea"
"yea"
"i agree we are not idiots we are marines!"
"i agree"
"me to"
"me second"
wait why am I listening to the others argue shouldnt I be shooting at the enemy? allen suddenly realized
silence
sweat drop
"hell yea the enemy is dead we kicked there assess!"
BOOM!
a column of dust and sand shot up in front of allen. a small hand with a syche blade attached to it appeared out of the column
"hello supper" said a girlish voice coming from the column of dust. another hand came out of the dust column and it wrapped around allen's neck.
"who are you?"
"the bitch that is going to kill you"
"let him go"
the dust had finally cleared and allen looked around and all of the surviving marines had the girl surrounded and were aiming their guns at the girl who had her hands on his throat. he finally got a good look at the girl to. her eyes had small puples that were pure black. her clothes look battered and beaten like she had just got out of a very bad fight. she wore a blak trench coat with something that looked like a sweater under it but he couldnt tell and she had on a small mini skirt.
"what did you say?"
"i said let him go"
"why?"
"because we will kill you or arrest you depending on how hard you struggle if you dont drop the idiot right now"
" i will drop him after i do one thing"
"and what is that one thing?"
"oh nothing just this"a sytce appered out of the girls other arm and she slashed allen across his chest pirceing his uniform, kevlar vest and entered 5 inches in to his chest. allen cried out in pain.
she droped allen and said "bye bye" and shot off in to the sky.
"damn she got away"said the sarge.
"uh sarge"
"yes?"
"look at the moon"
"oh my god"
allen looked up and gasped. the moon had an eye, an nose, and its wide teethy smile had blood comeing out of it.
"well boys and girls" said the sarge" lets go find out where we are"
thanks for reading
allen: why did you-
me:SHUT UP
allen:but
me: I SAID SHUT UP