MA5C
Posted By: Uberste<cheater@breathe.com>
Date: 6 August 2008, 3:46 pm
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MA5C
And here we are.
Boot camp a thing of the past.
The Pelican door has shut.
He clutches his Assault rifle to his chest.
His friend.
His brother.
Their nightmare.
This war has taught him many things,
All death is certain.
He wants his with an assault rifle in his hands.
"ETA 5 miniutes Get tactical marines!!"
He checks all of his gear .
What is going through his head???
Images of friends...
Of family?
No.
He has no friends. No family.
Just his Assault rifle.
"Touch down hit it marines"
The door opens.
He charges from his seat
His Assault rifle primed and aimed down range of the beautiful beach he now looks apon
Down towards the covenant hoards.
He runs ahead of his squad
And pulls the trigger
His friend.
His brother
Their nightmare
His bullets sang as they flew to their target.
A brute Whom stands 2 meters taller and out weighs him by a full ton.
All are equal in battle
It all depends on who has the bigger gun.
This is his assault rifle, to him it is the biggest gun.
He is invincible
At that moment
Spikes 5 of them lodge themselves in his right leg
He continues firing
A final spike punches its way through his skull
On that day
He died
With his assault rifle
Clutched to his chest
His friend.
His brother
Their nightmare.
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