espace39 (2012-08-31 10:41:04)

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[MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR YOUNGER / SENSITIVE READERS]

As The hellstorm of RPG's and gunfire filled the air, Green was certain that this will go on for much longer than he was prepared to wait. He looked over at the jeep in front, blazing like a forest fire. He could faintly hear a scream from inside the jeep, It wasnt a normal, panicked scream, But a horrified, suffering, Agonized scream, the kind that gets you scared and worried, exactly how pvt. Green felt. He sprung from the gunners seat of his jeep, grabbed a crowbar from the side of the jeep, ran to the destroyed humvee, and ripped the door open. As the door flung off, a thick, black blast of smoke flew at tom like a gust of wind. "HELP! *Cough choke choke* GET ME OUTA THIS DEATHTRAP! *Choke* Screamed the dying soldier from inside the jeep. Tom went in,despite the smoke and flames. This was horrifying for him, having to crawl in the blood of a fallen comrade. Tom found the source of the screaming, It was cpl. Randel opal. Tom then grabbed Randel and said "Dont worry man, its me, Tom, Im gettin you the f*ck out of here!". As Tom dragged him out of his smokey grave and into the battleground outside. He inspected Opals wounds. His face was covered in ash and blood, With hundreds of shapnels dug into his face, And a shapnel stuck in his chest. He was missing his arm, And his leg was also torn off in the blast. Tom tried his best to stop the bleeding. But suddenly, Tom felt somthing hot and metallic pressed against the back of his neck, It was a gun. Tom threw himself back and knocked the gun upwards, Tom stumbled down, urgently looking for his saviour. Suddenly, He saw the crowbar he just used...

TO BE CONTINUED.

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espace39 (2012-09-01 14:17:55)

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Thanks!

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espace39 (2012-09-02 08:26:47)

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Thanks! I appreciate the feedback!

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espace39 (2012-09-03 12:33:32)

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Wut.↑

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