The New Commander - Girl's Frontline (Discontinued)

Chapter 3 - Near Death Experience.

I slowly began to wake from what had happened. My eye's we're blurry and I began to assess the situation at hand around me . .

I was in the Humvee that had barrel rolled because of a Rocket-Propelled Grenade.

Alex: "S-Shit . ."

I try to move but only feel a large amount of pain. I look down to see what the damages of my body. I see that some large metal had enter my stomach, leg, left shoulder near my heart, and one in my left hand.

I grunt in pain and agony, but eventually turns into a moan and groan when I try to move. I couldn't move. If I did I would bleed out faster.

But then . . the radio in the front of the Humvee crackled to life, surprising me on how it is still working, despite the sparks flying on it.

Hotel 1-1: "This is Hotel 1-1, does anyone copy?"

I try to reach the radio with my right hand, but I was a bit too far, plus the Humvee was on it's side.

Alex: "W-Where's my fucking medic bag!"

I grab a chair with both my hands, despite one of them having a large chunk of metal in it stick out, I pull myself up, hard as I can, screaming in agony. After that, the metal that was in my stomach, was no longer in my stomach. I look back at it to see it was also pierced into the floor, blood now dripping off of it.

Alex: "F-Fuck . . That's one hell of a way to go . ."

Jokes aside, I grab the radio and began speaking.

Alex: "Ho-tel 1-1 . . this is Alpha 1-1 . . I request immediately air support on my position . . how copy? Over."

Hotel 1-1: "Uhhhhh . .Copy that Alpha 1-1 . . Be advised, more enemies on the way. Satellites from HQ are picking them up in heavily armed weaponry. Suggest to fall back if you can. Medic EVAC is on there way at this time. Be there in 3 Mikes."

Alex: "Copy that Hotel 1-1 . . agh . . Be advised for heavily armed missiles then . . out."

I drop the radio and pick up my M4 and chuck out the mag and put a new one in with .300BLK ammo. I then grab the charging handle and pull it back and push it forward. I then press the chamber release button, locking a bullet in place in my weapon. (I really wanna animate this now.)

Alex: "I'm not going to die here . ."

I slowly limp towards the front and kick the glass down, climbing out of the vehicle. Once I climb out, I just hold my M4 with one hand and began to mow down a couple of enemies. They looked human, or like T-Dolls like the girls I am commanding . . But I decide to worry about that later and focus on surviving.

As I see one of them rushing at me, I put my M4 aside and pull out the metal shard in my hand, and throw it like a knife at the S.F. enemy charging at me, striking them in the head, piercing their helmet. They fall to the ground as I grab my M4 once more and began my assault . . once more.

[M4A1's POV.]

M4A1: "Where is the Commander!?"

M16A1: "He's still in the Humvee!"

HK416: "What!? IT'S ON FIRE!"

M4 SOPMOD-II: "We need to get to it before it-"

The vehicle had exploded, fire enraging to the tree now, engulfing it as it slowly falls on top of the Humvee.

All of us stand their, shocked. Bullets and lasers now wiz pass them and they all scramble into a house for cover, slamming the door.