Ghost Squad: R&R
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"Semper Fi" Chris says solemnly as he shouldered his rifle and grabbed a hand rail. "We all know That half a soldier's job is death, but its hard to accept when the guys that die are on our side." He slipped the boonie hat from his head revealing a big scar running down his scalp, "It's a shame we couldn't get the body back. No soldier should have to be left behind, unbarried in enemy territory." He looked out into the passing night sky.
"Semper Fi Damien. Semper Fi"
"Semper Fi Damien. Semper Fi"
Trin just sat there, all sound blocked and all the movement was the slow steady breathing.
He thought about the scene of his death, all over again in his mind.
I had a full clip, i could've covered him, maybe if i had closed the door, why did i leave his body behind? It was right there!
Trin just sat there, whispering these things to himself, still replaying that same scene over and over, of one of his friend's blood splattering onto his clothes, he remembers his eyes becoming nothing but a void, even before hitting the ground, he had died instantly. He noticed that however, that something was stuck to his shoe, he checks into his boot and he finds Damien's Medal of Honor.
Why? Why him?
He thought about the scene of his death, all over again in his mind.
I had a full clip, i could've covered him, maybe if i had closed the door, why did i leave his body behind? It was right there!
Trin just sat there, whispering these things to himself, still replaying that same scene over and over, of one of his friend's blood splattering onto his clothes, he remembers his eyes becoming nothing but a void, even before hitting the ground, he had died instantly. He noticed that however, that something was stuck to his shoe, he checks into his boot and he finds Damien's Medal of Honor.
Why? Why him?
Joshua sat back and disassembled his rifle. It as how he distracted himself from a teammates death. It was just like the ambush. Despite him knowing that there was nothing he could do, he felt that he should have done something.
"He'll always be in our memories at least," sighed Vase, "and he'll never be forgotten for giving his life so we could live." Vase leaned back and began to pray for his comrades soul. The nine began to stir at his feet, he looked down at the squirming man and brought his good foot back down on his skull to knock him back out.
We're beginning decent in 5 boys, shouted the pilot over the comm's, I'd suggest strapping in because it might be a bit bumpy!
We're beginning decent in 5 boys, shouted the pilot over the comm's, I'd suggest strapping in because it might be a bit bumpy!
Chris remained standing. Their were not enough seats for every one to strap in, and frankly the guy's earned a rest.
Trin noticed that land began to move closer and closer.
We're beginning descent, be at base in fifteen.
Sigh... i just wish all of us could've made it. You sure as hell better be worth his life!
Trin kicks lightly at Nine's back and pulls a cigarette and a smoke grenade.
As he put the cigarette to his lips, he watched the smoke grenade in his hands.
He stroked it with his sleeve and put it back into his vest pocket.
About time, i can see base.
Trin ignites the cigarette and looks out the small window next to him.
We're beginning descent, be at base in fifteen.
Sigh... i just wish all of us could've made it. You sure as hell better be worth his life!
Trin kicks lightly at Nine's back and pulls a cigarette and a smoke grenade.
As he put the cigarette to his lips, he watched the smoke grenade in his hands.
He stroked it with his sleeve and put it back into his vest pocket.
About time, i can see base.
Trin ignites the cigarette and looks out the small window next to him.
I'm guessing the heli is closed 
We're coming in to land now guys, announces the pilot.
The chopper hits the dirt with a thump just before the engines cut out and the loadmaster opens the back ramp with a grim look on his face. Get that scum off now, he hisses to the squad, the boss wants him in now he grunts as he points to the open doors near the chopper ramp.
As the squad descends the ramp several MP's approach them and say, we've to take the nine now, your free to go on R&R, they grab the hooded man and begin to drag him away.
"Looks like we're free for now," sighs Vase, "well you lot best be doing your own thing just now," he smiles slightly, "I'll see you all for the next brief...whenever that is," he sighs before moving off to try and find the infirmary to get his leg checked out.
The chopper hits the dirt with a thump just before the engines cut out and the loadmaster opens the back ramp with a grim look on his face. Get that scum off now, he hisses to the squad, the boss wants him in now he grunts as he points to the open doors near the chopper ramp.
As the squad descends the ramp several MP's approach them and say, we've to take the nine now, your free to go on R&R, they grab the hooded man and begin to drag him away.
"Looks like we're free for now," sighs Vase, "well you lot best be doing your own thing just now," he smiles slightly, "I'll see you all for the next brief...whenever that is," he sighs before moving off to try and find the infirmary to get his leg checked out.
Well, your free to do what you want now well, within Mozambique...next mission will be up as soon as I get it writ up.
well, within Mozambique...next mission will be up as soon as I get it writ up.
Trin grabbed Damien's Medal of Honor and walked up to the HQ.
As he came to a halt next to the entrance, at a small dirt spot, he tossed the medal into the ground.
Farewell, my friend. I may not have known you, but im sure the Lord will embrace you.
Then, he piled some dirt over the medal and put his hand together into a fist.
From earth you have risen, and to earth you shall return. May the Lord bless you and welcome you to his kingdom. May you walk with him like you walked with us. Farewell Damien. Farewell.
After the speech, he opened the door to HQ and headed to the infirmary.
As he came to a halt next to the entrance, at a small dirt spot, he tossed the medal into the ground.
Farewell, my friend. I may not have known you, but im sure the Lord will embrace you.
Then, he piled some dirt over the medal and put his hand together into a fist.
From earth you have risen, and to earth you shall return. May the Lord bless you and welcome you to his kingdom. May you walk with him like you walked with us. Farewell Damien. Farewell.
After the speech, he opened the door to HQ and headed to the infirmary.
Jason eyed the offered packet briefly before taking a cigarette and placing it in his mouth.
"You got a lighter? It's been a while."
He gave a small chuckle and shook his head.
"Christ I'm glad to be out of that clusterfuck. Shame Damien isn't here as well."
"You got a lighter? It's been a while."
He gave a small chuckle and shook his head.
"Christ I'm glad to be out of that clusterfuck. Shame Damien isn't here as well."
Joshua left for the showers happy to get the dirt and memories off of him. He hated losing teammates, and damnit one time was too many already. They say it comes with the job, but he had yet to feel better about it. As he undressed he winced as he felt the bruises that came with such a mission. He let himself ease into the shower and felt the warm water wash away some of his thoughts.
Jason took a drag and continued on to the quarters. Exhaling a cloud of smoke, he pushed the door open and walked inside. An airman glanced at him as he walked in.
"Hey! You can't smoke that in here!"
He turned towards the man and gazed steadily into his eyes. Blanching, the airman sat back down and avoided the gaze.
Wordlessly, Jason contiued to the canteen.
"Hey! You can't smoke that in here!"
He turned towards the man and gazed steadily into his eyes. Blanching, the airman sat back down and avoided the gaze.
Wordlessly, Jason contiued to the canteen.
The next mission brief shall be up in about 15-20 minutes and I'll be allocating squad numbers etc this time around to stop the confusing. Watch this space.
Would Ghost Squad report to the brief room please, General Wilson wants to talk to you, crackles the speakers in the base.
Vase sits up in the bed as the announcement repeats itself again before swinging his feet to the floor and grabbing his crutch to stagger towards the briefing room. "I doubt I'm going," he mumbles to himself as he winces in pain.
This is so you lot can do a bit before the briefing begin.
Would Ghost Squad report to the brief room please, General Wilson wants to talk to you, crackles the speakers in the base.
Vase sits up in the bed as the announcement repeats itself again before swinging his feet to the floor and grabbing his crutch to stagger towards the briefing room. "I doubt I'm going," he mumbles to himself as he winces in pain.
This is so you lot can do a bit before the briefing begin.
Stirring from his slumber, Jason levered himself out of his bunk.
So soon? I can't even remember what I've been doing since we got back...
He sighed and dressed himself, brushing his teeth to get the taste of cigarette smoke out of his mouth. Checking himself in the mirror, he smoothed a crease in his fatigues and eyed the stubble on his face.
Ah no time to shave.
Wondering what lay ahead, Jason walked into the corridor and made his way to the briefing room.
So soon? I can't even remember what I've been doing since we got back...
He sighed and dressed himself, brushing his teeth to get the taste of cigarette smoke out of his mouth. Checking himself in the mirror, he smoothed a crease in his fatigues and eyed the stubble on his face.
Ah no time to shave.
Wondering what lay ahead, Jason walked into the corridor and made his way to the briefing room.
After going to the infirmary to check for wounds on his person he heard the call in the speakers.
Hmmph... not before my coffee im not!
Trin then walked along the hallway and into the cafeteria to grab some coffee, buns and cakes.
As he ate up the buns, the crums on his plate reminded him of bullet shells, and the coffee of Damien's blood.
UGH!
Trin whimpered as steaming hot coffee brushed again his thigh.
As he looked down, he noticed that he had tripped the cup in his lap.
Dammit!
He went to his room and went into the shower. Still not able to forget the battle, he looked up into the shower nozzle. At first, he tried to duck into cover as he saw the ends of the M65 circling above him, firing at him.
He jumped out of the shower and got dressed.
What .. the fuck..
Trin began to make his way to the briefing room, after brushing his teeth. As he opened the door, the briefing had already begun.
Sorry i was late, the doc had to give me a shot for ... ermmm ... allergies. And eh... the you know, the sand and eh, yeah.
Trin sat down embarrassed that everyone was looking at him.
As he turned his head towards the screen in front of them, the briefing continued.
Hmmph... not before my coffee im not!
Trin then walked along the hallway and into the cafeteria to grab some coffee, buns and cakes.
As he ate up the buns, the crums on his plate reminded him of bullet shells, and the coffee of Damien's blood.
UGH!
Trin whimpered as steaming hot coffee brushed again his thigh.
As he looked down, he noticed that he had tripped the cup in his lap.
Dammit!
He went to his room and went into the shower. Still not able to forget the battle, he looked up into the shower nozzle. At first, he tried to duck into cover as he saw the ends of the M65 circling above him, firing at him.
He jumped out of the shower and got dressed.
What .. the fuck..
Trin began to make his way to the briefing room, after brushing his teeth. As he opened the door, the briefing had already begun.
Sorry i was late, the doc had to give me a shot for ... ermmm ... allergies. And eh... the you know, the sand and eh, yeah.
Trin sat down embarrassed that everyone was looking at him.
As he turned his head towards the screen in front of them, the briefing continued.