Squad Foxhound Part 2

QuailPilot

QuailPilot

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There will be a revised version of this story. For those who did not know we left off with the squad under attacked. It is a marine story. The main character, Sargent Jimmy Kolesar, vision was failing as he used his sword after being wounded.

Prologue: ...My vision is fading... the kilrathi closing in...one hurdled a log that was right in front of me...I engaged in hand to hand...He deflected my blow to his arm...I feel blows all around me...I cannot see...Good bye hummanity...

Chapter 1 My Painfull Awakening

I surprised my self...I am alive! Though it seemed that the kilrathi piled us on top of each other. The stench of rotting flesh overpowers me. I still wish I was dead. I shift who ever was on top of me over, so I could get to my equipment. I look at my comrades. I was startled...Art and Nikki moved. At least they are alive. I wipe some blood off my face. I chech Mikes pulse...it is as I feared...he is dead. I chech our communication equipment. The kilrathi stoped jamming it. I put on a S.O.S. beacon online. I am fading out of conciousness.
 
Chapter 2 Part One Rescue

A VTOL craft was flying barely above the trees. It had one prioraty...rescue any one on the ground. There was a medical group, and a marine squad in it. The pilot told the squad,

"A disstress beacon went off in this sector about 3 hours ago. Command thinks it may be a lost marine squad. It may have been the squad that ditched us when the kilrathi first landed here."

A member of the squad asked,

"What happened? We weren't there."

"They were one of the best squads stationed. They knew the area because this planet has a training facility and one of them members knew most of the area like the back of his hand. So one day they packed up and left into they night with some angry looks on there faces."

"Look! At your 2 o'clock! There are some destroyed drill tanks and some battlements!"

A yellow light flashed one and the pilot yelled,

"Standby! ETA one minute!"

As they hovered over the encampment comments spurted from every one there,

"Eww... theres blood all over the place...bodies everywhere...Hey the kilrathi must have stacked our boys right there! Wow what a battle ground!"

One of the medics noticed a trail of blood leading into the forest.

"Ok kids...Go! Go! Go!"

The marines jumped out of the ship. The medic also jumped out.

This part will be continued
 
Cont.

"Hey you!"

The medic turned to see two marines next to him."

"Where are you going?"

"This trail of blood is fresher. There might be a survivor this direction."

"Check these blokes first befor galavanting around here."

The medic turned to see three bodies stacked on eache other. Their blood mixing together into a dried river. He walked to them and did a standard procedure.

"This flela is dead, but these two," he checked their id,"Art and Nikki are alive still. Bring them to the ship. I'm going to follow that trail."

"Your not going without an escort. Hey you two...escort this bloke will ya."

The medic followed the red trail. He saw a soldier slumped over some equipment. He disregarded his escort and ran to the poor man.

A shot exploded overhead.

Will be continued
 
Chapter 2 Part 3: Ambush

"Ambush!"

The medics escorts dove to cover him. Both died from a stream of laser fire. The battle hardened medic grabbed a laser rifle and returned fire since the Kilrathi did not care if he was a medic or not. Engergy streams flew everywhere killing many on both sides. The medic rumaged in his escorts packs, he found what he wanted... a smoke grenade. He pulled the gray colored cylander out of the sack, pull the pin, and chucked it. When smoke started to billiow he grabbed the wounded soldier and started to dragg him to the vtol. Less than twenty feet away he was shot. Tow marines jumped out of the vtol and ran to the medic and his load. One was shot. The other one still sprinted. He was nausiated seeing blood errupt from bodies, the rivers of red, red tinted fur, and the limbs hanging from trees. But he still kept at it. When he got there, he knew that the medic was not worth it. He put the wounded marine on his back, and sprinted back. When he arrived and put the body on the craft, he was decapatatied from a shot of a ballistic projectile. The vtol took of with less than a quater of their personel.

"What a bloody mess, for the lives of three marines."

No one disagreed with him. Rumors were trickling in... the Kilrathi were sueing for peace. No one belived it though.
 
Interesting story and it is nice to see a Marine story. Just a couple of quick suggestions. 1) Check your spelling and grammer a little bit more throughly, just makes it nicer to read. 2) I like your descriptions of the combat but sections of it, such as the return to the VTOL with the wounded, read more like an after action report. Flesh it out a bit and add some more detail, such as sounds, smells, more descriptive visuals.

Still a good idea and interesting story, keep up the work since you can only get better. Looking forward to more stories about the Marines. Just one question, is this towards the end of the war or the false peace?
 
Its the false peace Bombadier. Thanks for the pointers. I can't figure out the indents though.
Chapter 3: Part 1: Welcome Home Squad Foxhound

"This VTOL 342. We found them. The three suvivors are identified. They are Sargent James Kolesar, Private Nikki Blair, and the last one can only be identifed as Arthur."

"Ok we will let the sawbones know. You are cleared to land by the way. Land at pad four."

"Roger that."

*A week later*

I woke up with a start. Sweat drenched me all over. The dream was too intense. I could not stop dream about that last battle. The smell of blood...fountains of blood...the kilrathi screaming their war cries, but some how I missed the thrill of battle. Anyway where was I. Then I heard a faint pumping sound followed by a beep. I swung my head to the left and saw...an IV. The last thing I remember was putting on the emergency signal. I must have been picked up... I don't know. I could be in an kilrathi hospital...no...that would not be possible.

A nurse walked in...I exhaled loudly...I was back at base. The nurse was startled and exclaimed, "Oh...you are awake...I'll tell the doctor."

The doctor walked in. He was a man of forty with all the signs of lack of sleep.

"You have been in a coma for about a week now. We are glad to see you awake. Welcome home Sargent."

I tried to reply, but exaustion overwhelmed me again. Everything went black.
 
Chapter 3 Part 2 Foxhound Dissolved

"Take it easy sargent..."

Jimmy was having trouble taking his first walk since he was confined in the hospital. The extra soft carapet was not helping either.

"Sir, I'm sorry to disturb you, but some one from Intel is here to see you."

A female private stood in his way. Jimmy became agitated. He was about to say no when one of the nurses said, "Sorry, but he needs to practice walking before going to see anyone."

"I have orders to bring him to bring Sargent James Kolesar to see the guy from Intel."

A doctor sighed, and he asked, "Can't he come up to see him later?"

The private shook her head.

"We will just have to go down there. Hand me that wheelchair will you."

Jimmy sat down on the wheelchair. When the started to go into the elevator, he thought, "Great...a squeaky wheelchair. Its going to drive me insane."

***Later***

"...So you can not remeber anything after?"

"Look here Lt. Emmerson! I just told you twice what I remeber. I can't remeber anything after Art, Nikki, and Mike fell. I don't know what happened to Private Jorgen Rhen. I did not know why we where given false orders, and...I do not know why the Cats just dumped us in a pile!"

Jimmy turns to his doctor.

"How are Nikki and Art doing doc?"

"They are not here in this hospital. They are at the gym at the moment. Their wounds were not as horrible as yours."

"Horrible?..."
Jim was confused. He felt fine.

"You will always bear these claw marks and scars on you. You will also be rewarded with the Purple Heart."

***Week Later***

"Hey Nikki and Art. Want to watch the holos news to catch up on whats going on?"

They looked depressed. Evedently they somthing was going on that he did not know, but they agreed to. Jim took the remote and turned it on.

"...Here we are waiting for news if the artimcae will be signed or not. Today will be the day that our leaders will decide to sign it or not..."

"An ARTIMACE!"

Jim expolded with rage that was kindled partly by his wounds.

"How could our government do that!"

"Well...," Nikki started to speak. She had compassion in her eyes, "the Kilrathi proposed it. Most of the Armed Forces don't belive in it."

"And the Foriegn Misinster has been for it. She has been beating up anyone who speaks against it.

"Don't those jerks know what the Cats can do?"

"Appearently not."

They put the attention back to the holo screen. Jim still brimmed with rage."

"The artimace has been accepted! The signing is commencing! After decades of war, peace will resume!..."

"I can't watch that garbage."

***A week later***

It came. A notice that Squad Foxhound has been removed. Why can't people know that the Cats will strike again? Why?
 
Chapter 4 Part 1 Civilian Life

I hate it when the civilians taunt me for being in the military. This morning I was walking around looking for a job that fit me, and a person says, "Oh...another ex marine looking for a job. I heard they didn't do to swell of a job against the Kilrathi."

I got steamed up and told to back down.

He then told me that the cats were sissies, and that it was sad that the marines could not beat them.

I then unbuttoned my coat and showed him my scars.

"You said the Cats were sissies? If they are how could they do this?"

He walked off.

Nikki was walking the other direction when she saw me. As she walked by, she said.

"Its funny how the dumbest people have the most to say?"

Sory can't finish this part right now.
 
Never mind about the "can't finish this part know" Sorry about not posting the next part. I had to write a short story for school. I ended up doing a novelet.
Chapter 4 Part 2: Rencarnated

Jimmy Kolesar sat down in his hotel room. He didn't find a job with his skills. He bell rang at his door. When he answered it a bell boy handed him a message. He thanked the boy and started to read it.

To: Jimmy Kolesar
From: UNKNOWN
We need you and your ex-squad to help us. There will be some newbies assigned to you. Contact Arthur, and Nikki, and meet me in the Vaccum Breather's Bar.
Humanity depends on this.
 
Jim, Arhtur, and Nikki were sitting at a table in the Vaccum Breathers when a pilot and a Kilrahti came in together. They had an agrument with the bartender. To Jim it seemed that the pilot was a regular comer, and the Cat was attached to him somehow. After the argument was over and the Cat got his drink, it said that the bar should learn to serve some kind of Kilrathi drink because the human leaders belived in the artimce. When the bartender asked about it, the pilot said it could eat through durasteel armor.

A doctor, or professor, walked in. He started to diss the armed forces. The pilot, that had the Cat with him, started to talk with explaining how things were out there. This doctor told the pilot that if he hated the Kilrathi so much, why was he drinking with him. Another pilot started giving the professor a lecture. Jim excused himself from the table and went outside. He waited for the doctor...
 
Well, I think you need to flesh out your story alot more with dialogue, thoughts and descriptions. Why was the Kilrathi drinking with the human? What did the proffesor say? What was his problem with the armed forces? What did the pilots tell him? How could our heroes see that the pilot and the bartender where arguing(raised voices, body language, etc)?
 
Dyret said:
Well, I think you need to flesh out your story alot more with dialogue, thoughts and descriptions. Why was the Kilrathi drinking with the human? What did the proffesor say? What was his problem with the armed forces? What did the pilots tell him? How could our heroes see that the pilot and the bartender where arguing(raised voices, body language, etc)?
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QuailPilot will correct me if I'm wrong but these seem like events from Fleet Action (Hunter and Kirha) that the reader is already meant to be familiar with. Presumably, the details themselves are not integral to the story. It's a nice touch that promotes a good feeling of nostalgia :) .
 
When Jim saw that professor guy, he grabbed him, pulled the professor in to an alley, and started to say,
"Ok I don't care what the **** your name is or who you are! Listen if you think that the Kilrathi are FRIENDLY you are a fool."
The professor gave a menancing glance at Jim and told him,
"Oh...another warmonger...If you say that the Kilrathi are not friendly prove it."
The professor, thinking he won the argument, started to walk off when he felt Jim's heavy hand on his shoulder. He turned and saw that Jim was unbuttoning his shirt. The professor stayed calm and walked away.

Jim heard a sound of some one vomiting. He turned to see the professor bent over into a trash can. Jim smiled, buttoned his shirt up, and walked back into the Vaccum Breathers...
 
Hey I am sorry its been a while since I've worked on this. Shcool has gotten in the way.

"Greetings, Sargent Jim Kolesar"
I looked over towards the table where the voice originated. Nikki and Arthur where also right there. The owner of the voice was a man who wore a blue jump suit.
"Have we meet?," I asked, using the code he was told to use.
"Yes, we have. At the Perry Naval Base."
He replied with the correct code, so I decided to get straight to bussiness.
"Look,...whats this about?"
"We need your...ex-squad to do a job for us, but first lets go some where quiet."
It was then I felt a sharp jab into my arm. I looked and saw a man with a hypodermic needle. Uncounciousness consumed me.

I woke up in a small room. A tall man clothed in a white robe approached me,
"I see you have awakened. I... 'upgraded' your cybernetic arm, and leg."
I was supprised. I kept it a secret that I was now a cyborg. Though it was just an arm and leg; I was slightly ashamed of it.
"What are these...upgrades?"
"I have added a lockpick, assorted weaponry, a hacksaw, a GPS system, and some other varried assorted equipment."
I nodded. Though it appalled me. I was not comfertable with being a machine,but now I am now a weapon!
 
He handed me a leaflet...
"This tells you all your upgrades. After you are through you will be knocked out again, and moved."
"Wheres Art and Nikki?"
"They are around..."
I flipped through the leaflet...I felt more and more like I became a Swiss Army Knife... When I finished and closed the leaflet. I felt tired...I resisted of course. When I got out of the bed, I saw I was connected to an IV...I pulled it out, and started to sneak around the compound. I ducked behind a door, when I saw two doctors walk by...

I saw nothing of interest, but I checked on Nikki and Art. The were oblivious to the world, so I returned back to my room. When sticking the IV back in, I wondered what were these attacthed to the IV stand...I fell alseep pondering that question.

***


I woke up in a connfrence room.
 
Please consider running your texts through a spellchecker before posting them. Typos in ordinary posts may just happen here and there, but in a story it really disturbs the atmosphere you want to create.
 
My spell checker is messed up right now. The next part, however, is in the works and is going to be explosivly longer than some of the other parts.
 
How can a spell checker be "messed up"? If you use Word, just delete User.dic if you've taught it to tolerate too many mistakes. And if you don't have Word, you can always use some online word processor, and it's even free.
 
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