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"Alright people, IR on, we'll follow the bloodtrail. Double column by squads, Jones, Abott- get mounted. Abott, keep your APC to the rear. Now hustle!" Morrison barked over the comnet. Joe was shaking from a mixture of excitement and fear from the sight of such carnage around him. Joe flipped down ...

Grinning Jacob coughed heartily "How does it feel having a sarge who's a year younger than you and six missions more grizzled?" Smiling at Jacob's friendly demeanor, Joe answered, "I'd imagine leaders with experience is a good thing, right? But I hadn't given a thought about your age until just now...

"Y'know Green, he's not the same guy after those bugs - he don't trust a soul except Nick in the eights and myself, and I'm not sure how much he'd trust me to be honest. Between you and me he looks like he's edging this mission with a desire to die - and that isn't healthy, nor is it good luck for ...

Sidling up alongside Joe "Come on marine, lets walk 'n' talk - how're you finding the dogs so far?" Matching pace with Jacob, Joe replied, "Pretty good, sir.... but I can't help being anxious. This is different from anything else I've done, and I’m not quite sure what to expect." Joe looked down ...

What the fuck are you talking about..? And why are you talking to me like that? Dont forget im First Private. Said Green almost snarling to the little guy. Joe was taken slightly aback by Green's harsh tone. "Geez... I'm talking about how they tell us put on the winter gear, then they tell us take ...

"Oh right, come on boys lets get white." Joe wasn’t happy that he had dressed up in his winter gear to sweat it out in the APC only to take it back off upon arrival, but he was happy to be getting out of it now. As he struggled to get out of his gear Joe turned to Green who was also getting out o...

Looking around he tried to catch each marine's eye and hold their stare. Not trying to hide the fact that he was looking forward to this mission about as much as a slug looks forward to salt, he thought it important to gauge each marine's reaction to the mission himself. Joe's eyes met with Morriso...

Con quickly climbed to the roof after Joe and moved next to him whispering in his ear: "Hey keep an eye on everything, including that security detail and report to me later, when it gets abit darker I'm gonna go have a look around so I may need a distraction, we will talk more later" Joe whispered ...

The marines of the Delta Dogs could be seen traveling to the barracks that they would be occupying. Also evident was a small platoon of the security guards filing out of the said barracks and falling into parade rest before the building in the parade clearing. Joe passed by the security detail and ...

"Ok people! Get out there, but don't bunch up! Helmets off will make you seem friendlier- you're most likely the coolest thing the kids here have ever seen- so hand them the sweets from the MRE's. Firm, Fair, Friendly- remember that." Morrison said over the platoon's frequence. Joe had been wearing...

Just as Con had predicted might happen, Joe was the first one out of the second APC. He followed Honeysett's lead and slung his incinerator then took a covering position with his Scoped M42 while the rest emptied out of the APCs.

Not anymore, I seen the worst... Seriously *Ronald smiled briefly at Joe and laughed a bit but briefly, like he had to force it.* You see, you dont need to fear modern technology failing, you just need to fear the people and things trying to kick your ass. Something about the way Green said it made...

Im Pfc Ronald Green (dunno what pfc stand for...) and dont worry about the landing crap, only shakes and stuff. Landing? This whole time, Joe had completely forgotten about the landing. He hadn't been worried, but now it became something else to worry his mind. "Uh, Thanks. Just shakes and stuff......

While second squad was busy hustling with their gear, Joe took a second to survey his own squad. First squad was smaller, but the fact that Honeysett was grouping up with second squad made it seem even smaller. Joe had already had his 'brush' with Corporal Con, but he hadn't met the Smartgunner they...

At the mention of flamers, Joe saw several of the men’s eyes light up. They must know something he didn't. All Joe knew was that the platoon's weaponry was getting very diverse. Hopefully that meant they would be ready for anything. "Any questions sofar?" "Do we know if this installation has any b...