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From The Suck: #1

Day 1,353, 21:17 • Published in USA USA

• by heliarc

Location: Maine, Poland (formerly USA)
Date: 04082011
Mission: Liberate Regions From Polish Occupation.
Details: CLASSIFIED
Reporter: Ftr heliarc

It was cold loud and lonely even though I was surrounded by those who I'd flown into combat with so many times before. Boarding the giant plane with all my gear along side my brothers always sent chills down my spine, knowing some of us might be coming home in a box, still we climbed aboard, cold and merciless.
Lt. Col Kolv1k looked back and gave the signal that we had 5 minutes to get ready to make that leap of faith. We shuffled around, loading our weapons, securing all of our gear.

GAME TIME!
Stand up, hook up, shuffle to the door. Jumping out of a perfectly good aircraft never seems quite right, but sometimes you just need that jolt of adrenaline to keep your sanity on the battlefield. One, two, three, four, 'chute is open, another one to chalk up as a good jump. I can see the rally point, right in the middle of the action. Steering toward the purple smoke with the rest of my platoon, right into the heat of the battle. Twenty seconds to touchdown, I can already hear the bullets whizzing by, I think to myself "I sure am glad these polish bastards aren't very good shots". Feet finally on solid ground again, dirt flying all around from rounds hitting everywhere around us, time to find cover and rain hot lead and hell on anything not dressed like me. I lay low behind a tree stump and look for the heavy gunner posts set up on a hill. Found the poor bastard! Time to send a couple high-explosive 40mm grenades his way to let him know who's in charge now! Thump....thump....BOOM! That's one less I have to worry about. Time to move and capture MY damn hill. Like a well oiled machine the entire platoon jumps up and starts pushing to the hill, knocking off enemies with every step. Every move we make is being watched by our foe. Now everything slows down, every heartbeat sounds like an eternity in our heads the world is ours as we take every step closer and closer to the top of the hill.

FINAL PUSH.
Things start to get tight as we get to the enemy stronghold, right on cue, Kolv1k flies over us unleashing hell from the cannons on his gunship. Suddenly the enemy goes silent and once again 1st Ranger Battalion secures another territory through well aimed violence and firepower.