A War We Fought In The Past But Never Now

Chapter 8: The American Giant

Adam's POV

"LET HER GO!"

I yelled towards a group of Nazis Pinging Jessie down as i was forced into a chair.

"FUCKING NAZI! LET HE-"

I was hit in the face by the stock of there rifles as i was tied down to the chair.

I watch them force Jessie to kneel in front of me, her nose bleeding as a dark figure appears from the dark of the room.

The figure slowly approached to the light to see...No...No, No, No, No, NO!

I watch the Man smirk, looking at me.

"Y-YOUR DEAD! YOUR DEAD! YOUR FUCKING DEAD!"

I yelled towards HIM As he smirks. His Nazi Uniform and Luger in his hand slowly turned into a Gray Hoodie, Black Jeans, hiking boots and a Glock 19. The room Turning into a Forest, Marines firing at Rebels can be seen, but they ignored us...like we weren't there.

I watch a Humvee Get hit by an RPG As it was flipped...I saw a familiar figure crawling out of the wreckage...it was me...I was young, tears strolling down my eyes as he crawled up in a ball.

I turn back to HIM as He slowly pressed the barrel of the Glock into the side of Jessie's head, tears strolling down her eyes as i stare at them helplessly, the fear in her eyes was obvious.

"...Please...No...She's the only one i have left..."

I begged to the man but he just smirked more.

"...Too Bad Kid."

The man says in a American Accent as he squeezes the trigger...

I sat up quickly, my heart breathing heavily as i wake up in a cold sweat. I Quickly slowly calmed down as i realized i was back at the medical tent.

I turn to the side of my bed to see Jessie Asleep on a chair, a book in her hands ass she snores quietly. I sighed, laying back on the bed as i controlled my breathing.

'Goddamn Nightmare...'

I thought as i close my eyes.

'I never had experience my PTSD For awhile...I hate it...'

I remember it like it was yesterday.

It was two years ago, US Marines Responded to Armed Gunfire in Alaska, a Group attempting to overthrow the US Government attacked Camp Pendleton and Fort Benning before Retreating to Alaska where the Joint Operations between USMC and US Army to hunt them down. I participated in Operation Nightfall we're the group took it's last stand. 

I look back towards Jessie, an overwhelming emotion to protect her came over me. I didn't understood it...It just felt natural.

Location: [REDACTED] United States Of America

Rommel can be seen waking up, groaning waking up tied to a Metal Chair, In front of him was a giant screen, the only thing lit in the dark room.

(I'm not even gonna attempt to Translate this part since Google Translate fucking trolled me last time)

"(General Rommel.)"

A male voice says in German as Rommel, looks around confused.

"(W-Where am i...)"