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 Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2007 10:50 am
The Last Punishment…
All my days I only fought like a fool, a fool as I am I’m still trying to fight my death… stubbornly until I win like a soldier like I am.
Unfortunately, I’ve lost the fight. However a now that the death is upon me there’s one way to keep my honor as a berserker. This is my last words….
Those who wish to escape death, fight the death. However even death has its’ own death someday. I knew even for a stupid person as myself… this is the last punishment that I must endure, all my journeys and all the words I’ve said is now coming back to me. Memories after memories like linked chains, it leads to another.
One way to escape is to-
Chapter 1: Awkening
Sammy felt a cold hiss as his cryotube opened... he wasn't sure where he was, but it did seem that he slept for a s*** load of time. "Morning officer. We need you again, welcome to 2045 soldier." general said. As usal Generals had a uniform, looked fat, had a white hair with cigar chewing on his mouth. But this one was different....
The general had the US army uniform, yes that's true. But he had a jet-black hair, blue eyes, and a pipe in his mouth. "I expected someone else...." Sammy said. His voice was shallow and deep under his helmet.
"Yes I'm sure you have... but we have a mission for you soldier get out of the bed and I'll explain it to you son." general replied. Sammy pushed himself out of the cryotube as he stretched his arms and legs, he didn't move for ages. His muscles felt... frozen?
"World's food supply is going low and British and US which is, us is only one's left in this world. British boys knows that we're gonna use ya so they hired a female assassin to kill you, but that's not the point. You are the key to our survival so you'll be supporting our troops in battle field in a desert, noticed how your armor changed? Well you're a super soldier and you deserve the best armor and weapons." General briefed.
Sammy looked at his legs, arms, and body. He was fitted with dark brown armor that was bulky and... strangly not that heavy. Looked heavy but came with all the gears he needed right up his helmet on display. Cool thing... cool thing.
"Go to the dropship. Within fifteen hours you'll be at the camp right near the battle field... this won't be your first time seeing this. Don't forget to grab your weapons once you're there." General said and headed off towards the door....
As ordered the soldier walked through the iron door and walked through the air conditioned corridor. Marines looked at him oddly like a new guy or something and unusally tall about... seven foot maybe?
Location was dotted on his helmet so he didn't have a problem getting towards the dropship. The dropship has changed into a large box... looking iron flying thing that Sammy have never seen before he got onto it and pilot greeted him with a salute and the soldier saluted back as he got on.
As he sat on a chair the saftybelt wrapped around him like a snake. He paniced and tried to get it off "Don't worry sir, they're only seat belts." the pilot said; Sammy felt ashamed... he calmed down and relaxed to enjoy the ride to desert fight ground.
What did captain say about that female assassin? Hmph, nothing that Sammy can handle... hopefully.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 6:22 pm
"Sir, we're here!" Pilot yelled. Sammy's eyes flashed opened and looked out the window, it definatly was a desert and far away he saw British camp. And the American camp which where he'll be landing at.
Sammy unbuckled his seatbelt. The ship has landed right on location, marines just looked at the ship wondering who the new comer was. The door opened with a hiss of cold air and the lone single super soldier got out of the dropship and of course the dropship left.
The desert was hot, his armor was not modified enough for this kind of condition, not yet away he took off his helm he felt a cold hiss as he removed it.
Sammy had long golden hair that came down to his neck and had a bang that covered left of his brown eyes. He was in somwhere in his early twenties... marines looked at him strangly he was tall and armored. With his helmet made him look faceless after all the full helmet and black lenses on the helmet did cover his whole face expression.
"So" the soldier put his helmet back on be instinct "Show me the weapons." he said.
The muscular man pushed a black box that was wheeled, the box opened up showing the rifles, pistols, SMG, sniper rifles, battle rifles, grenades, and ammo you name it. Sammy whistled as he got out AR-12 it was bulky assault rifle fit for him it went on automatic and semi-automatic.
The soldier nodded in approval and equipped it onto his back, and he took two SMG-33 and equipped them to his leg armor like a magnet. For grenades he put them on his gear belt of course along with some ammo.
"Bunk is right this way sir." One of the marines said signalling Sammy to follow. The soldier followed the marine, the bunk was cramped full of crap... he'd rather sleep somewhere else than that!
"You mean this s***hole is where I'll be sleeping?" Sammy asked "Yes sir, all the marines gets the same thing." marine said and signaled Sammy to follow again. Soldier sighed as the wind of the desert blew the sand hit his armor, it was a good thing that he put his helmet on since the sand would blow on his face.
"Sir, these are all of us and we're under your service. It's honor the serve a greatest warrior from the past." Soldier said and rest of the marines saluted and the chucking of their boots made it sound like a drum.
Sammy liked their morale and of course it would be best if he "practiced" with his toys a little.
A man came behind Sammy's back and flickered with his armor. "What are you doing?" he asked "He's setting up your cooling mechenism along with motion tracker, and thermal and night vision." Soldier replied.
"I see..." Sammy said then he felt a cold hiss in his armor his armor cooled like an air conditioning. Awesome.
The super soldier looked around all the marines were still saluting and they were sweating. "Everyone at ease!" Sammy yelled and the soldiers followed his orders like robots. "They are to follow your command, US army as improved." Soldier grinned.
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