They say when it rains, it pours, but when it pours, there is a fucking thunderstorm. Well, things have just gone to a new level of shit over here. While we were out shooting up buildings, there was another squad that took a reporter out to take some shots of the city for the people back home to see. Now, while she was happily busy minding her business, that is at least what she thought, she got overpowered and taken hostage. The squad only realized when she did not come back several minutes later and now they cannot find the poor woman. Our mission, find the squad, find the woman. Sounds rather easy, but it is not. By now that can have her anywhere dead into the city.
How do you find a needle in a haystack? Well, you start burning the hay.
So before we head out, I need to make a call to Isabella quickly. I promised her I will phone before and after every time that I go out. Well, I perhaps did forget earlier on, but at least this counts. It does take her a few seconds
There are those moments that bring you pure pleasure and joy, the moments that you took for granted when you had them. And times like these, when your life comes to near danger every day, it is these times that make you miss them the most.Now this Marine has taken his ass into to tent for he has never in his life possibly ever cried so hard. Hearing the voice of Matty coming through the line is that pure pleasure and joy that you feel."Hey bro, don't tell me your big ass man is crying.""I am going to give your big ass man a slap for just saying that. How are you doing Matty?""Bro, before I even begin, how is it down there?""Loving it, every moment, just enjoying it.""Ya, it is only your sick ass that would say war is fun."I only but burst out in laughter to what is possibly very much the truth, but the real truth, "We are here to make a difference, that is all that counts. And you might as well enjoy doing it while you can."
We are going down.Well, I think you can see it is similar to 'Incoming' for we are coming hard and pretty fast down to the floor.I watch as the pilot with absolute breathtaking skills holds the UH-1Y together just long enough to drop us down safely on the floor. But we are leaking fuel, we need to get out and as far away as possible. With complete haste, we unclip ourselves loose, though Galland, with somewhat of trembling hands, shaking beyond what can be controlled to free himself, I help him out with what is only mere moments to spare. As we dive down into a nearby ditch, Big Bettie sings her final song as she erupts into flames in burst apart from her seems.It is with sad hearts that we see this majestic beast go up in flames, she has been part of our battalion for some time now, and it, I can almost say, is like losing a part of the family. This brings a wave of newfound anger towards us, what was supposed to have been a routine flight has now turn out t
Tonight I am in the same place I have found myself for a month now. It is a place between excitement and danger. Where you live on the edge of pleasure, of pure adrenaline that flows through your veins. I love every minute of the thrill. I did not get here by playing it safe or even playing by the rules.Do I desire this lifestyle? Absolutely yes.So I am here sitting and staring over the camp at the masses of Marines filling every corner. This might seem like such a cliché. A man like me, a man that is half a Marine, sitting amongst other men that cannot even compare. Here is where I thrive; here is where I rule.Clayton Jackson will be a name that you say softly over your lips, for if I catch you not respecting one syllable that flows from your mouth, you shall find yourself in a great deal of trouble.Tonight as with every other night, if find myself longing to be with Isabella and our baby. I am desperate and fucking lonely. There is the compan
Today we are going out again, and we are going out with the new distracting member of our squad. Now, Caylee has been causing quite a storm around the camp and I am very much annoyed when I say that there is a bet going on before the week is done that I would have had, as they say, a taste of her sweet lips.Now, these boys have two things coming, one, I am just about married, and two I have a child that is on the way. There is no chance that I shall cheat on Isabella just because I am feeling somewhat frustrated at the present moment. Well, I guess all of us here are, but since my ass has gone and claimed a woman that is not mine, the boys are making it rather difficult for me.But one thing that I am looking forward to is seeing this girl in action. There are very few women that can hold up to these men and do I even dare to say that she will not be able to hold up to me. Yes, this is the ego that is going to get me into a heap of trouble.So, we are off in th
Clayton Jackson has a problem, and today he is sorting that problem out.So it is with utmost confidence that I make my way across camp, and without hesitation, I step inside."Lieutenant, Sir.""At ease Caylee.""Is something wrong, Sir?"Well, let us think about that. Last night I played this very moment over and over to absolute frustration in my head. Never has one woman consumed my dreams in total ecstasy. I could feel her delicate fingers running down my sculpted chest as she laid spread over my body. In nothing but red lace, she filled the empty spaces that were only meant for her. Even though my hands had the desire, I left her untouched. I want to take my time with her; I want to feel her presence and let her linger until she begs.Somehow I think that it is me that is going to do the begging. I will count the seconds as I patiently wait to explore her body and soul. I want her to not only be with me; I want us to become as one. She
I am standing over a rather confused Caylee. Now I am not sure if she is confused because of the way that I have left her breathless and panting or if I have just caught her out on her lie. I am firmly leaning to the latter. So as I wait patiently for her to dress, I play a hundred scenarios in my head of house this can go. Well, if I think if this was going to be a difficult interrogation, she does surprise me."The name is Caylee, Raider, with direct orders from the Chief.""What are you doing here?""You have a mole in your camp.""Yes, that I know.""Fuck, why did you not just ask me before you seduced me?""You seduced me.""So you return the favor?"I only but chuckle at her, but this is raising an issue, and god, not that one that was thinking with his fucking head. The issue is, how do the boys at Pendleton know?"How do you know about this, I mean the guys back home?""They intercepted a call just by pure
As I step out from my tent I nearly fall over my feet as I bump into Johnson, now immediately my thought goes racing that he must have been the one that I heard behind my tent, but just then I see Lewis come from the other direction. Now can it be Lewis that has been behind my tent? Well, all I know is that someone was behind my tent and I am going to go all out here and say that it is one of these boys.Now, will my heart be shattered if it was one of them? I will be fucking pissed. Lewis reminds me so much of Matty and well, Johnson is a real damn good shot. I hate the thought that one of these boys that I serve with has gone as far as going to the other side. For what, I am yet to find out.So I am making my embarrassed ass over the Caylee again, this time I will refrain from going into her tent, not only will it keep the entire camp talking, but I fear what will happen in there. But as I get there, I hear her talk to whom I am assuming is the Chief. Well, I think I
We have just come to the entrance of what should be a deserted road into Bagdad, and as I was hoping, well not true, but as I was fearing, we have encountered some resistance preventing us from entering the city. Now, this would not have happened for nobody is supposed to be aware of our arrival, but thanks to a few misleading information, I can safely say that I do now know who is behind this.The question begs, what are we going to do with him? Play this mission out and then take the man down that has not only betrayed his fellow Marines but also his country? Well, the man might get us killed, but how do I control a prisoner when I am being shot at? So I shall wait until we get back to camp.But now, now we have to clear our entry and make it into the city to where we will take our fight today, the hideout of a militant group that has been one of the driving forces behind all the unrest around here. So as we make a stance, and we can confidently say that the road has