A tap on the glass pt. 2
*- 06:00, Bootcamp, Undisclosed location, october 20th 2015-*
"Attention!" Shouted the drill instructer, a six-two fox with a muscular build. "Today you idiots get to go out in two man teams to see who's ready to survive!" He said with a sadistic sneer.
"Sir, yes, sir!" We all shouted in unison
"Chuckles, your with Ace. Desert sector" He barked in my direction
"yessir" I said, standing at attention. Wondering what crap ace would like to pull today.
"Twitch your with Blink! Get a move on!" he shouted at the Rabbit and Squirrel to his left.
"yessir" they mumbled and trodded off to the armory.
"Let's go Ace," I said angrily as I grabbed his arm, puling him with me to the armory, tugging angrily as he uses his feet to try and slow me down. "Come on you idiot! We need to get going."
"I don't get it about you furs! You're always on edge around us humans." He whined.
"If you humans weren't so bloodthirsty you'd see that we're not so bad after all, now grab your gear and pack up." I said, shoving him into the armory. "sorry about being in a rush, but the sergeant would kill us if we didn't get a move on." I mumbled, handing him a Carbine, two combat knives and field rations.
"Woah, we really gonna need this much firepower?" He asked as I put up two five-deep stacks of mags for the carbines.
"you never know , ace." I said, grabbing up two vests for him and I. "Lets go."
*-0700, Chameleon dropcraft, desert sector-*
"Remember, meet at sector 14-Echo-B For extraction, if you keep a level head you will survive!" Shouted the drop orchestrator. "We'll be approaching your drop sector in ten!"
*-0705, dropcraft, desert-*
"Five minutes!" and the ship listed to the left
"Whats going on?!" I shouted over the roaring of the engines.
"We've been hit!!" Shouted the pilot over his shoulder "Mayday mayday, Icharus base this is C-105, taken fire, going down I repeat going down!"
*To be continued*