Foxhole // Mission One: Armor

[Comatose]

I walk from the dugout. "They were a threat. It was inevitable they would be shot down."

[Ad Bot]

[blazerblock2]

"He's right.  They were probably crying because they had bombs on their chests."

[Swat 3]

"They were surrendering, poor kids. They were most likely drafter out of will." I turned to Alex, almost tears in his eyes. Out of rage, I decide to take my anger out on the enemy. *It seems like night* "Who wants to go on a night mission?" I turn to Claire, and I raise a brow. But as Shock said those words, I blink, "Oh god. Poor kids..."

[Mikoyan]

I watch in horror as my kinsmen are torn apart

[blazerblock2]

I watch in horror as my kinsmen are torn apart

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[Swat 3]

I look at Alex, and I bring him into the dugout to calm him down, I even give him the rest of the candybar.

[Watcher In The Myst]

The woman lowers her weapon, slinging her weapon over her muddy trenchcoat. As a cold breeze blows more of the cold rain towards them, she pulls her goggles down. "They don't just surrender. It was a trap, most likely. She shifts her feet, dragging more mud along her already caked boots. "forgetin' command won't give us new boots. I put in a request for new boots for at least our sector, but those tightasses won't give us stuff." Claire reaches inside her coat and pulls out a pack of cigarettes, removing one from the box. She draws one, lighting it before taking a long drag. "Yeah, let's go on a mission on our own time when we're still being shelled, right after attack, without approval from command. Good idea, bunkie."

[Comatose]

"We could go under the radar, but we'd probably lose our badges."

[Frontrox]

I open my backpack and pull out my wide brimmed helmet. After examining it for a short time I put it on.

[Swat 3]

Watcher, I submitted as a Senior Private, and you put it to bunk. Put it back, because I would be Bunk if I was 18, but I can strait from Afghanistan, as a private, and got promoted to Senior for saving a commander from a sniper round.

I am a Senior, thank you :).

"I rather not loose my badge, we can ask command, and if we kill some targets, it can get us some boots..." I cough, "I can get my revenge, I don't know 'bout Alex, and you can try to get your boots." I look at my barely muddy boots, hating the wet feeling though, I walk outside to see nothing but the dark night. "We can do it at night..." I pick of my Night Scopes, and I attach them to my helmet, and I prepare some grenades, and check my M8-2.

[Watcher In The Myst]

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im the op thank you :)


"If you go over the top I will personally be the one to put the bullet in you."

[Swat 3]

I look at Claire, my mouth open. I just go and sit down with Alex.

[Comatose]

"I would second that motion, though I would rather that we perform a military tribune before we get accused of treason ourselves."

[Mikoyan]

I sit down and smoke another cigarette, feeling a burning hatred for this 'leader.'

[Swat 3]

I look at Alex's face, and I almost feel his anger. I tap Alex and I take him outside. "Tell me." I turn to look at Claire and Adam talking, and I feel inter-hatred for Claire.