STORY ONE
CHAPTER 1
" if dogs could fly "
GNY SGT :ALBERT Esquivel
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Just shipping in from the states with my new fresh troops I knew I would have to teach them everything I know. I heard stories of men fresh out of training who could not shoot worth crap because they kept aiming high or above the head. That is not going to happen with my men they best be ready to shoot or there dead. Iv been preparing them to take a life for about 6 months it's a lot harder than you think see, shooting blank targets is nothing compared to shooting a man with a soul, a man that breaths, a man who has a family and kids. As I was prepping my bag for the go I had my bag inspection with others bags to see what they were packing one of the guys was packing some pots and pans couple cigars and oooh 2 ka-bar trench knives. As we were boarding the truck our general wanted us to paratroop out instead of landing there, we were thrown off guard we weren't prepped for this. As we boarded the plane the pilots came up with a funny saying "if dogs could fly ohh wait we can"
My thought was interrupted by our flight commander " attention passengers we are now entering the Philippine air space please stand by for the jump and thank you for choosing the "fly 'in bulldogs" we will hope to drop you soon~~" the intercom stop short and the ramp popped down...
"THE EARTH NEVER LOOKED SO BEAUTIFUL."
CHAPTER 2
" THE LAND OF THE RISING SUN "
"Just GETTING TO KNOW EACH OTHER"
After settling in camp I made to new friends PFC. Morris "Brooklyn" Forge, Isaac "The Saint" Ramirez, and the tough guy Jorge "devil dog" Burgoin. I met Morris at the ammo dump he was scraping with some jerk who was reading a note from Morris's pregnant girl. I decked the punk in the face told him to back off. Now I ain't no buff guy but I sure as hell put a hurting on someone when I got to. The little punk came up to me towering over me and said
" sorry sir didn't know you were in our division" and I replied" well hell yeah I'm this division what do you expect some other flat foot duck faced GNY Sgt. to take my place I sure as hell you don't want that to happen. Hey look me in the eye when I'm talking to you didn't your mama teach you anything Jesus Christ I bet you cant even tie your own damn shoes." After I finished scolding the retard I went and talked to Morrison "hey son yaw right there."
"yes sir I'm fine thanks you really didn't have to do that I could showed the punk whose boss" he replied.
"who's boss, who's boss why I'm the damn boss not you, listen to me you are gonna be one the most luckiest marine in this division cause I'm putting you in my squad. Now son what's your name." Morris replied
"my name is ah Morris but you can call me "Brooklyn."
"alright Brooklyn know any one else here."
"yes actually I know devil dog over there, the big guy talking to the really skinny guy, the skinny guy is Saint I met him in valley forge, Jorge well I met him the on island of Peleliu sir".
I had a brief talk with them both found out what "Saints" real name was Isaac Ramirez. I really think Isaac has some potential he like to be in front and do lots of damage before he goes out. The press came to our camp and took pictures of us. The second picture is all four of us the one in the middle is me, top left is Jorge, top right Brooklyn, and bottom left is Isaac.
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chapter 3
" SOMETHING WORTH FIGHTING FOR "
Brooklyn's story
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"Mail call, mail call" said they mail boy.
I have been waiting on my wife's letter for almost about 2 months.
What the letter contained was the gender of my baby well our baby, and nothing is going to stop me from getting that letter.
"Hey, Brooklyn what did the mail boy give you." said black jack.
"For the last time I'm from the Bronx" I replied "and why does it bother you what he's giving me"
"AW is the little baby embarrassed about his mommy sending him letters" he stated with a Kiddush tone "now lets see that letter."
"Hey let go I said let go that's it"
We both ended up on the floor cussing and throwing punches, luckily I took some lessons in close quarters combat. Right when I was close to choking the jerk out some one threw him off of me.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING MAGGOT" the man screamed.
"Uhh nothing sir, sorry Brooklyn here's your letter" said Jack in a submissive tone.
Black Jack ran off to catch up with his squad.
"Thanks, you really didn't have to do that I could showed the punk whose boss" I replied.
1 hour later I headed to the barracks and finally got to read that damn letter, here's what it said ;
" Hey honey, life back here is getting worse the great depression is tearing the country apart, hell I cant even go to the store cause of the riots. Well, I recently got back from the doctors had my scan and they told some of the most greatest news in which I know you want to hear. Here it comes the gender of our beautiful child is."
_ I ran out of the barracks screaming in tears of joy it's a boy, you can hear the words all down the halls. Well, now I have something worth coming back to, something worth fighting for. _
_ CHAPTER 4 _
_ "I'll ALLWAYS GO OUT FIGHTING EVEN WHEN ALL HOPE IS LOST" _
_ Isaac" THE SAINT" RAMEREZ _
_ Well I've been in the hell hole these people call the Philippine islands, and by the looks of it there's going to be some fresh meat coming in. Well, now I have been here longer than they have and if I here them complain once I might just loose it. Oh well, now were was I oh yeah carving heh almost lost concentration. _
_ " Hey, um are you corporal Ramirez" said some ragged young boy. _
_ " Why, who's asking." _
_ " Well, your getting assigned to Charlie squad" he replied in a scared tone. _
_ " Oh really now" I said "who else is in it" _
_ " Its ah GNY.SGT. Esquivel, Jorge and you." _
_ " Okay then, that it" _
_ "yes sir that is all" _
_ Well, I've been in a hell of a lot of squads and kicked out of mostly all of them, for use of excessive violence. Just because I like to clear the way for my squad, the jerks at command say its use of faulty blitzkrieg or desertion. _
_ 2 hours later _
_ After leaving the showers I came to see some battle hardened dog tell' in off Brooklyn. I decided to wait and see how this would go, and by the looks of it doesn't look pretty. Then before I knew it Brooklyn pointed his finger at me, right then the dog looked at me an started moving to me. Right away I got up and started moving, but right when I got up a hand stopped me short. _
_ "Hey, boy why are you walking away from your commanding officer" Sgt. said, I could tell he was a sergeant by his badges. _
" Sorry sir didn't realize who you were" I said in a neutral tone.
" Well, apology accepted" he said with slight sincerity " Well, welcome to Charlie company what's your full name corporal"
" Its Isaac " The Saint" Ramirez sir" I stated in a respectful tone.
" Well my name is GNY.SGT. Albert Esquivel Fuentez, but you can call me {GNY}."
{intercom interrupts conversation}
" ATTENTION EVERYONE PLEASE REPORT TO THE MESS HALL FOR A BRIEF ON THE INVASION OF WAKE ISLAND!"
CHAPTER 5
JORGE " DEVIL DOG" BURGOIN
"THE BIGGER THEY ARE THE HARDER THEY FALL"
"Only 8 months away from retirement" they said " you should really make these months last" they said. Sometimes I wish I could just end this war already, this crap is taking to damn long ad we've lost to many men to count. Yet they do it anyway, hell even the fresh meat call us the "old breed." old breed hell were not even in our early 30's, I'm friggin' 35 and still feel like a 25 year old. Ha old breed, I still laugh at that even today, its good to laugh lets the pain of all the sins you do constantly. Religion is something you need especially during war, it gives you a sense of protection a sense of safety a sense of HAPPIENESS. I am kind of religious because well I need hope, and I freaking hate using the word hope. Hope is well all I really got left, I lost every thing I had to my wife everything, my son and my daughter. Lost my house and everything in it so I just grabbed my tooth brush and joined the military.
Well, am still waiting on this damn block of land these people call The Philippines.
"All right ladies orders just came in from command they want us to take WAKE ISLAND this is not a drill so grab your guns and your suits were off to war."
HOPE IS ALL I HAVE LEFT NOW.
ONE MONTH LATER : Invasion of wake island.
CHAPTER 6 GNY.SGT. ALBERT ESQUIVEL
The day we dreaded with all our hearts the day were war would truly hurt us. Our D.U.C.K. was a brand new one , I guess around ah 25 mph. That's fast for the new age, hopefully its fast enough.
1 Month later
As I stand 30 inches above the crashing waves in this metal coffin with my brothers I think about what happens when you die. I heard that atheists say they turn in to tress, trees ha-ha I like heaven a hole lot better.
Facing the enemy was like facing hell, and this was honestly the first time someone is actually trying to kill me. When that ramp drops down all hell is going to break loose. The boat hit the shore with a loud thud and the ramp fell down. Our captain got off first and well he fell straight down and into the crystal blue water then the water turned ruby red. My squad rushed through the water charging to the beach head, we all dove to the head and just sat there scared. I broke our silence with an order.
"Alright, this is it this is what we've been trained for" I barked "devil dog and saint you to rush that pill box devil dog I then want you to blow the hell out of that pill box with grenades"
"you got GNY" Jorge replied.
"alright sir we'll do it" saint replied after.
They both charged the pill box as me and Brooklyn covered them. Jorge hit the sand wall right under the pill box Isaac fell right under it as well. Jorge grabbed his grenade pulled the pin and lobbed the little green ball in to the bunker opening. One huge explosion and the occupants disappeared. We regrouped at the wall to discuss our next plan.
"what do we do now sarge" Brooklyn said
"I know what I want to do" then Isaac cocked his machine gun.
"alright alright everyone lets just relax for now" I said " here's what well do, we got to get to check point alpha. There we'll find some enemy enforcement in witch we have to take out then head around back to take out the rest of the pill box's." so we proceeded to checkpoint alpha, and like predicted there were enemies. Isaac unloaded on all of them but good ole' Jorge helped him accomplish that. After that we headed to the 2nd bunker there were 5 total. I being the one smart had brought a shotgun and I took care of the jap's like nothing. 3rd pill box was well more heavily guarded but Jorge had the solution and that answer was I m1a1 anti-tank bazooka.4th bunker was like the 3rd easy but we found some Intel that was important the rest of the invasion. The 5th and most important one it was like a fortress we could not take it out cement bunker with 30 guards keeping watch.
"oh man what the hell are we going to do" said Brooklyn.
_ ~~"bravo squad come in~~"_
"this is bravo what is it"
_ ~~"its Christmas GNY you have received artillery support "~~ _
"boys we got an air strike get ready for some fire works boys"
Then men smiled at the news then I proceeded to give the coordinates.
"coordinates are 592.667 bravo Charlie fire mission Juliet FIRE FIRE!"
_ ~~"COORDENITS RECIVED BOMING INBOUND"~~ _
Bunker 5 was destroyed and the beach was ours.
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END OF PART ONE
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PART 2
10TH BATTALION
WAKE ISLAND
02:00 HRS.
10/16/44CHAPTER 1 PART 2
"ARE THEY THAT STUPID"
SGT. ESQUIVEL
"What do you mean they're planning a retaliation"
I stated with great shock and awe.
"are the that stupid to fight back against an entire army" I said " they probably only have about 130 men and us well close to 800 men not including support."
"I can see that but this enemy will rather sacrifice them selves than surrender" sad my general.
I saw Brooklyn and Isaac cleaning there guns when a explosion rocked them off their seats.
"what the hell was that" Brooklyn yelled.
"I don't know man, but what ever it was get your gun" Isaac yelled back.
A couple of enemy's tried to rush in but they failed epically because they were mowed down by Jorge and Isaac. Brooklyn's gun jammed so he was struggling with it, but I had my trusty shotgun and was killing as well. The enemies samurai swords were chopping through our first line of defense but a couple of lucky artillery strikes made sure the banzai charge was over. After that we got together and discussed our situation.
" alright boys this base has been hammered pretty hard and well shit we gotta keep on our toes for the rest of the week" I had said with a raspy voice.
My squad agreed and we got up and went on checking our casualties.
"ahh, god damn it ahh those fuckers aww shit ahhh" a marine whose hand was chopped off and his leg missing.
"damn sarge, hey where's the general" Brooklyn asked.
I saw a man under some bricks and stones barely alive,
"ohh shit" was all I could muster out when we found the general.
"Al is that you *coughs* ah man how do I look" the general said.
"Heh, you look like hammered shit Kyle" I replied with a little amusement in my voice.
"general Kyle to you sergeant Ahh I feel cold sergeant" he mustered.
"oh no you don't general stay with me damn it do you die on me general, GENERAL STAY WITH ME DAMN IT, AHH FUCK DON'T DIE ON ME" he died right there in my arms.
"sarge he's in a better place now he wont be in any pain now more" Brooklyn said.
Yeah he sure is, he sure is haha. END OF PART 2/STORY 1.