Private Johnson
Posted By: Roo<dough425@hotmail.com>
Date: 22 August 2003, 10:52 PM
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Earth-5: 00 am-base camp-Private Johnson
Every morning it's the same old same old. My best friend Private First Class Robert always wakes me up. Normally I have a hang over from the night before, you see us marines have nothing to do during the evening, so we drink, smoke, and have a good time. I'm still a crappy private because of all that drinking. I got in trouble with the CO a few times. Anyway, after figuring out where I am I normally go out for a run, take a shower, and eat breakfast. Oh no not today though I have to go on a recon run with the platoon. I look over at my clock, damn; it's 5 o'clock already. Sarge will be here any moment. Man that guys a tight ass. I got up threw on my uniform and head for the bathroom to take a piss. Of course sarge comes out of no ware to stop me (like he always does on these morning patrols). "Soldier get your ass back to your bunk on the double, or am I gonna have to escort you." exclaims the dick wad. Of course, I can't argue with him he has the higher rank. I run back to my barracks and stand ready for sarge to inspect our living quarters. "Attention on the deck" yells Robert. Everyone immediately stands up with their hands at their side. "Alright maggots you know the drill get weapons, ammo grenades, and armor. Were ready to go in 15 min. and oh yes, Johnson get me my equipment while your at the armory. As for everyone else get your shit and get going NOW!" I immediately start my long run to the armory; it's about .5 miles from our bunk. This wouldn't be to bad except that I have to do it twice there and back. That's 2 miles of running, well, to look at the bright side, at least I'm going to get my running in today.
After grabbing sarges and mine gear I have like 2 min. left before we leave. I threw on the armor and pop 12 shells into my shotgun, cock it and I'm ready to go. I have 30 sec. to get to the pelican (about 250 yards). I got there, but I was the last one. Everyone else was already waiting for me. Sarge saved me a seat right next to the entrance. The door seats are the worst ones, because if you land in a "hot LZ" then you'll be the first to go. The person across from me is Robert, which is a little reassuring. Rob and I make a great team. He's a sniper; I use the shotgun. What else is there to say? I get the enemy's who are close to us as Rob picks off the ones far away. I hear in my ear the pilot of the pelican, "ETA 1 min." I look out all I see is a jungle of tree's no place where we could possibly land. I look at Rob as he looks at me. We both here it. The sound of plasma burning away at our hull, hooves hitting the soil. Grunts. We know them well they travel in packs and are rather hard to take out... with normal weapons. "God damn it, this was supposed to be cleared, looks like were going into hell. Get those rockets and lets kill those little bastards!" yells sarge. The pilot says, " ETA 10 seconds... Hit it boys!" the sounds of encouragement goes out to us guys in the front to move. the last people come out of the pelican (they had the rockets). One of them stood up and fired into the massive force of grunts. About 10 grunts died. The other marine stood up and fired. It took about 4 rockets to get the grunts down to a manageable size the grunts were within 50 yards. I chuck a frag and take out 3. Rob fires his gun and takes out 2. Sarge and the rest of the marines stood up and fired their assault rifles all at once. A barrage of gunfire fell upon the grunts as about 25 of those little bastards hit the ground. The rest scattered in all directions fleeing for their lives and screaming at the same time. Rob picked off 2 of the grunts who where fleeing. Thankfully none of us were killed. The rocket launchers had 2 shots left so they loaded them into a single launcher and left the other one. The guy who left his launcher was Robs friend George. He went over and picked up a plasma weapon from the nearest dead grunt. We have to hold out where we are for 5 min. before we were aloud to go out. We had to get the com link established with base camp. I prop my gun against a tree and sit down next to it with Rob and George. We all just talked about our previous engagement with the covenant and going home. This was the best part of going into battle, the time after where we get to sit and relax.
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