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2003-10-16, 09:51 PM | [Ignore Me] #1 | ||
First Sergeant
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Im gonna write one chapter and y'all tell me what you think. if you like it, ill keep goin.
Chapter 1 A bitter wind fogged up his visor as Trigger scanned the tower for targets. Trigger...he'd been called that for who knows how long. Once this respawn technology came out, if he got sick, he'd just kill himself and respawn. A figure popped up to see where that damn sniper was. Trigger saw him. Lots of yellow. Prime target. The crosshairs steadied themselves on the bridge of his nose. A squeeze of the trigger , and the New Conglomerate bastard was sent scurrying back into his hole. He immediately switched to another bolt driver from his Reinforced Armor's second rifle slot. He'd been out here for days, and his constant vigil was getting old. He slowly crawled back to his mini-base, his name for an AMS with a Mosquito inside its cloaking sphere. He climbed into the AMS and drove away from the tower for about 3 kilometers. then he walked back to the Mosquito and took off, destroying the AMS along the way. It was a short hop from Ceryshen back to the Sanctuary, so he decided to avoid the ever-present NC guard and enjoy a little time alone to think. He was about thirty klicks out when he got a hit on radar. He turned off autopilot, preparing for a dogfight. The craft came in sight, and Trigger could see the red markings of the Terran Republic. This must be his escort home. And it was. As the craft came nearer, he recognized it as his friend, Serpant. It was like that in their outit. Nobody knew each other's real name, in case of capture. Trigger then realized something. Serpant was supposed to be with the rest of the outfit on Cyssor. "What are you doing here?" he asked. "You're supposed to be in Cyssor." "Orders came in this morning," came the reply. "There's a covert attack thats gonna happen soon, and our outfit got tapped. Colonel chose our squad for it." Damn, must be big thought Trigger. If they pulled out the best squad in the Repuplic for a covert mission, its gotta be big. "What d'ya say we see what this little tango's about?" asked Serpant. "Do we have a choice?" said Trigger. ------------------------ End of Chapter 1 now, what do ya think? |
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