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World War Three: The Girl; A story I'm writing!
Topic Started: Aug 14 2013, 01:02 PM (87 Views)
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Fox Squadron

{Introduction}

I’m Alex Wolfe. I am a sniper in the Marines. Awhile ago I was just in boot camp. I was recruited by a grungy old man named Martin to go on a mission. The mission was to kill the Iraq Commander. That mission was with Fox Squadron.

Their Commander is Flexo Martinez. Their Medic is Brian Walsh. Their Engineer is Max Russell, and their infantry man is Jeff Jackson. I was not on their squad, but was on the mission. We killed the Commander and the war ended.

Then, there was another war, World War Three. The Allies versus The Axis. I joined their squad once the war started. I am a Corporal, and Flexo is a Staff Sergeant. Max and Jeff are Lance Corporals, and Brian is a Sergeant.



{Chapter One}
[The Incident]

“GRENADE!” A voice says. I jump to cover as the blast blows into my ears. I feel blood trickle down my face as a tear. I roll over on the dirt, feeling the screeching pain in my head. I look around, everything blurry.

“Everyone okay? Wolfe! Get up!” A man with a scratchy voice yells. My first instinct is to grab my gun. I try to reach for it, but misses. Brian runs over to me, and looks at me. “You okay? You were really close to that grenade.” I wipe the blood away, making a streak across my face. “Yeah, I guess” I say, regaining my balance and getting up. “Tell me if it still hurts. Here take these.” Brian says, as he gives me pills. I take them, then follow the rest of the team up the road.

“Up ahead sir! The Axis base we need to go to!” Max says as he lifts his glasses up, trying to see without the dirt on them. “Alright, Wolfe, stay back since your hurt.” The scratchy voice says, as I realizes it’s Flexo, my commander. “But! I know I’m a girl and all, but I’m not hurt, I can go with you guys!” I complain. “Brian, stay with her, me, Jeff, and Max will go and breach the base.” Flexo says as he walks away, Jeff, and Max following him.

“You sure you okay girl?” Brian says, as he takes his medic helmet off. “Yes! I’m fine, why can’t I go!” I scream, as a bird flies away from the tree overhead of us. “Look, we got an engineer, and assault, along with our commander going. Their fine. Besides, you’re a sniper, you always stay back.” Brian says, smiling at me. “You do realize, I have a M4A1, not my Tac-50. We’re Marines, we don’t stay back.” I protest, trying not to look at Brian. I hear the radio go off, and go over to it, Brian hits me in the head, knocking me out cold.



{Chapter Two}

[The Doctor]

I wake up and hear someone talking. “Good job boys.” A stern voice says. “Sir, come and lo…” someone trails off as I go out cold. I wake up the second time. I hear gunfire. “We need immediate evac! We got a man down!” A yelling voice screams. I get knocked out again. I wake up the third time. “This girl may be good, but she has no right to be in war, she could’ve died, Flexo.” Jeff says. I open my eyes a little bit. “Jeff, I believe in her. She will do good whether she dies, or lives. We’re all Marines here.”

I open my eyes, and act like I didn’t hear that. “Wolfe, glad to see your back.” Max says. “What happened?” I ask. “You tell us. We found you out cold where we left you.” Flexo says. “This is AX310 coming in for landing.” The pilot says. “Clear for landing AX310.” The radio replies. We land in a base in the desert.

I try and stand up, but Flexo puts a hand on my shoulder, and slowly pushes me down. “Can’t get up now, you need to go see the doc here, and if he clears you for duty, they will have to interrogate you. So, stay laying down little miss.” I look at him with a blank face. “But, why interrogate me?” I ask. “Because, we found you, unconscious, with Brian gone. That’s why. If you’re really worried, if they get too rough, I’ll stop them.” He replies.

A young man takes the gurney I’m laying down on off the helicopter. I didn’t even know I was on it until he used the gurney. He told me to stay laying down. He brought me to a room with a bunch of medical supplies, and left me. I sit up, then realizing that I have a huge headache and wince. The doctor comes in with a clipboard. “What’s your name, rank, and ID” He says in a low tone. “Alex Wolfe, Corporal, 000304.” I reply, in a more cheerful voice that expected. He takes a stool and rolls it next to the bed.

He checks my temperature, and presses down in places and asks if it hurt. He then asks what happened. I tell him the story of the grenade and Brain. He says I had two concussions and shrapnel in my arm and face. And I will have to be off duty until they get the shrapnel out and my headache goes away.
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