AN: Hello everyone. Today's chapter's a bit different; I'm writing this chapter on the actual website instead of what i normally do by using word. So back to the this chapter.

Chapter 17: Realization Front

"Mike!" Mike turned his head as another Marine jogged up to him. "Hey, you ready?" the marine asked. The Marine was a girl with short black hair and green eyes faded freckles on her cheeks.

"Ye Samantha, let me just grab my helmet." Mike smiled as he stood up from the bench that sat in the middle of the marine locker room. he grasped his helmet in his hands and put it atop his head. he walked up to next to Samantha as she turned and they began to walked towards the ships armoury.

the two of them along with a quarter of the marine force of the fleet were stationed on the USS Borealis. the marines themselves were waiting for shore leave.

James sat on a small log close to the beach. the beach lead to a large open fields where the 5 Hercules had landed. James looked down at his hands. in is right was a picture of James with his brother Nelson and his sister Ellie. they were on a beach somewhere in Spain. Ellie was on Nelsons back while James was laughing at the two. James gave a smile and looked back up at the beach and sea behind it. the waves crashing onto the sand. "How you holding up?" He turned his head slightly to see Sarah standing behind him. Her black hair blowing in the wind.

"Just thinking about them." James replied, slight sadness in his voice.

"It's alright. You'll get back to your sister." Sarah moved around the log and sat down on it next to him.

James thought about his family and how he was never going to see them because of a stupid nuke.

"We got to this world by a nuke right?" James turned to look at Sarah with a new light.

"Yeah... why?" She tilted her head slightly in confusion

"If we got to this world by a nuclear blast then maybe we're not the only ones." He smiled "When my brother died. he died in a nuclear blast along with most of the first front of the Operation RedHorn forces. But what about if they didn't die... What about they came here."

"Are you saying that we might not be the only ones here?" Sarah asked, slightly shocked at James realization

"Yep. I think there may be others. But we don't know if they have communications." James stated, slightly annoyed that they couldn't get in touch with any others.

"Sir!" Sarah and James turned to see one of the paratroopers running over. He stopped a few feet away. "Sir, we got communications with people who are sayign there apart of the Operation RedHorn joint fleet." the soldier said. Sarah and James looked at each other for a second before getting up and sprinting over with the soldier to a tent that held the entire platoons radio equipment. The radio soldier looked around when Sarah and James walked in and allow them to take the radio microphone

"This is Warrant Officer Sarah Jameson. Who is this?" Sarah talked into the microphone

"This is Airman Dexter Geoff of the USS Barrack Obama. We were on patrol when we heard your radio signal."

"Airman its good to hear from you. Is the fleet still afloat?" Sarah asked

"Its afloat and ready to support. Can we get your location so we can get you guys out."

"No need. all our planes are in working order. We are ready to move. What's the fleet's location?"

"There stationed in the city of Vale with most of the other troops."

"Other troops?" James asked, butting in slightly

"Yep, 2 vehicle platoons with a engineer squad along with a British squad and SAS."

"We'll head towards that city imminently. Tell the fleet admiral we are coming in."

"Rodger, Hornet 6-7 out and will be back to escort you in."

Fleet Admiral Rodger Stevenson sat in his private room with a book in his hand. The book was titled 'Gone with the wind'. He sighed and placed the book on his bedside table and stood up. suddenly the door opened and one of his bridge Ensigns sprinted in. "Sir! We got something from one of our patrols.

"What?" Rodger asked

"We have got reports of a platoon of British paratroopers. Hercules and everything. And we got reports from the SAS squad that their mission had a platoon of British paras with the exact same stuff as the ones we just found. Hornet 6-7 is heading back to us right now. the paras are said to be inbound in the next 48 hours.

"Ok. that means there's more than us and the beacon deployment. Get the Vale council on the line, i want to know where we can land and store these Hercules."

"On it sir!" The ensign saluted and quickly ran out of the room. Rodger sighed and took out a small bracelet from his pocket. on it was a picture of his Daughter, Jessica. 'I hope one day i may be able to come home to you guys again.' He thought as he held it close to his chest.

AN: I know this chapters shorter than the others yet i didn't really know what to do in this one. But the next one will defiantly be longer. But guys i need your help

I need help trying to make the crew of the French sub that was mentioned in the last chapter. For the fact I'm really bad with French. So if anyone has any ideas about how to help just PM me and i'll see if i can put it in. And if your person gets in your name will be mentioned in the next chapters authors notes.

Thank you