A war of the heart
(This is my first story so you will have to deal with me ok and my grammar is far from perfect)
Looking down at his new issued dogtags he stiffles a chuckle as he read over "U.S.A , Ranger Special Forces" He grunts as his name was replaced by one simple word. "Devil" . Shaking his head he closes his eyes and leans his head back , laying it against the steel lining of the troop variant tranportation ship. "The Bushmaster". As the 4x4 rocked back and fourth gently he laughs aloud. "We can make a truck survive a mine , yet we can't give it stable shocks for a decent ride." This made his men laugh. Along side him was his best freind and the closest thing to a family he has ever known. There was Ghost (Recon) , Spectre (Sniper) , Richter (Explosives) and Nekoli (Heavy weapons). Feeling a nudge against his ribe he opens his left eye to see Neko grinning at him " You think that since we are not supposed to have a long life spand here they would at least let us die comfortably." Chuckling he closes his eyes again "So your russian ass can fall asleep again?" Furrowing his brow Neko scoffs "That was one time and besides , I like fighting in the dark!" and punches Devil's shoulder. Jerking slightly he laughs "Yeah but it still happened and you can't shoot straight in the light , how can you have a chance in the darkness!" snickering he sighs and leans back agaist the steel post. The Vibrations between the steel beem and his helmet felt soothing almost calm , then there was the aching pain on his shoulder from his vest "Damnit" he groaned. The New Interceptor Vest was nice , it had protection , allowed better movement and had more ammo cache's than the average vests , the only problem was that it added an extra 80 lbs, which dug right into his shoulders. Pulling his half mask down he looks over to his squad "What's out mission men?" At once all 4 of them in synce reply " To eradicate the Anthro insurgent influence!" With a nod he smirks and lifts his halfmask back over his face.....
Anthro's....the "new" breed of society. Or that's what they think. They emerged from Africa , in numbers the was unheard of in a mobile force. Slowly they spread along towards the rest of the globe. Over the years society has come to grips with things and has welcomed them to our race with wide arms.....That was 30 years ago..Now we walk side by side with them , work with them , and in alot of cases..live with them. One big fucking stepping stone for the human race some say , in other eyes , it 10 steps backwards. Riots have ensued , kidnappings and murder. It was only a matter of time before it became something much worse...war. Now in the middle of fucking nowhere me and my squad are driving through the desert to investigate the reports of a hostile group of anthro's who have been reported with terrost activity. Then only reason we are showing interest in this case is because of one man. That one man is a General Adralick Drisch. General Adralick was once once a former General in the United States Army who went AWOL after a skirmish that went sour in Pakistan. General Adralick is widely known for the genocides of thousands of innocent civilians and is now number 2 on Americas most wanted list , right under Osama Binladen. Now he has resurfaced and has a whole network of gurrila activity all over the middle east. We believe his base of operations to be somewhere deep in the province of Anah Iraq , along the Euphrates river. Behind him , a fairly sized army of Anthro-morph soldiers who share the same distaste for America. The connection between the two is still uknown but we do know they are heavily armed and well trained. This should be fun......
When Devil opens his eyes he is blinded by an immense light , out of reflex he jumps up only to find himself in a field. Grassy as far as the eye can see. The warm sun beats down on his neck , it feels nice...relaxing. Looking around he notices birds chirping. He see's a deer grazing a few feet away from him infront of a lake. Walking over to the lake he looks down at what he sees. It's himself but only naked but there is something different. He looks lost , he watches his reflection look around franticly , then beats against the water as if it was a window. Raising a brow Devil leans in to get a better look. His image smiles then points over Devils shoulder. Looking behind him he looks into the clear blue sky and notices a small black dot falling at a immense speed. Wide eyed Devil looks back down at his shadow but the lake is gone.Turning around he feels the thud of the Nuke hitting the ground. Within an instant he is hit by an immense was wave of heat , blasting him off his feet. Standing up he looks around , the ground is covered with ash and soot. Tree's burnt black and charred , the air around him smells of sulfur and death.
Hear a cocking noise he turns around to see himself padded up in his Ranger gear holding his Sig-Sauer Equinox pistol. Aiming down the sights his copy smiles, pointing the red dot laser sight at his forhead....and pulls the trigger
Hearing a enormous explosions Devil opens his eyes only to see the the floor of the Bushmaster...above him. Blinking his eyes he looks around he sees his teams stumbling around trying to collect themselves. Shaking his head he regains his composure and senses "We have been attacked!"..Looking up at his team he barks "Defensive positions , we have been compromised , Nekoli Guard the rear and I will take point!" Charging out the bright sun hits him making his eyes strain for a few seconds. Off in the distance he can see black specs and the sound of gunfire repelling off the armored truck. Looking over the side of the truck he notices that the bottom of it has immense scorch marks and shrapnel discharge. "They must have used a debt charge" he though in the back of his head. Scanning his suroundings he spots a set of trees "Move!" He barks as he points towards the green underbrush. Racing across the dusty dirt road he can hear the whizzing sound of bullets fly past him. Reaching the under brush he crouches down behind a fallen tree. Raising his M4-Carbine he fires off a few warning shots towards the dots in the distance giving cover fire for the rest of his team. One by one they ran across the roud to rendezvous with Devil. As Nekoli was bringing up the rear he called out "Our driver is K.I.A and our radio was fucked in the crash!"looking around Devil grits his teeth "Fuck!". Hearing the familiar sound of a 50. callibur rifle go off he looks over to Spectre "Spectre what do we have , how many can you see?" After a few shots Spectre looks up towards his squad leader " I have counted over at least 30+ in the hills. It looks like they have Anthro AND Human militia" Looking back to his men, Devil speaks up " We are outnumbered and cut off from re-inforcements. We need to get out of here and back to the safe zome" Standing up he points West "Move" and starts to hike back through the forest.
After 3 hours of running and hicking Devil signals for a stop "Guys , I have good news and bad news. The good news is , we lost them. the bad news is , it's over 90 miles back to the safe zone"..A long pause shuffles between the men. "We need to preserve our food and water , we WILL survive this." With the upmost confidence his men nod in agreement. "Now let's go" Devil sighs as he heads West still. Hours pass and nighfall sets the team is exhausted they finally stop and rest.."Spectre you take the first watch" Devil says. "Then Richter , then Ghost" With nods in agreement they lay there weary heads down......4 hours later..........*CRACK* Devil wakes up to see Spectre leaning against a tree holding his throat , blood gushing from between his fingers "COMPRIMISED!" Devil yells as he gets up and rushes over to spectre. "Spectre you are going to be all r.." before he can finish another shot rings out hitting Spectre in the spine , a killing blow. Spectre falls to the ground his eyes open staring at nothing . "Spectre is down!" Devil screams. Looking back up he can see the glow of flashlights moving all throughout the forest in there direction . Orders being shouted in Arabic and the barking of Canines can be heard through the darkness. "Move!" Devil commands as his team rushes into the darkness. Running blindly thorugh the wilderness Devil darts between trees in a random pattern before he hears a large thud and the sound of metal hitting rock. Looking over he makes out the symetrical roundness of a grenade landing 8 feet away from him "Aww shit...." He whispers to himself. All he heard was the defning explosion of the grenade then blackness........