The Enemy

Chapter 1: Landing

It was a typical day in Dubai, with the sun shining brightly and the hustle and bustle of the city in full swing. But suddenly, the mood changed as news of the airstrikes by the US Navy and Air Force spread throughout the city.

After Tomahawk Cruise Missiles we're launched, destroying Key SAM Locations. F/A-18s from the USS George Washington, along with other aircraft US Airbases within Nearby Nations, even in the UAE And Saudi Arabia, however, these were limited due to the fact these bases were under attack.

Soon after, B-2 Bombers and other Bomber aircraft began dropping Payloads on the many targets. Originally it was planned to bomb the entirety of Dubai to send a message, however many said this plan was too much, Even Barrack Obama said it was too much. However, it didn't stop Dubai from being untouched.

Bombers targeted key locations within the City of Dubai. Mainly government and military targets. However, it didn't stop any Civilian deaths.

As the dust settled, it paved the way for the arrival of US Marines.

Location: Somewhere Above UAE
US Marine Expeditionary Force 3
Marine Division Recon
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It's been a week since the Operation started, Both UAE And Saudi Airspace we're in full control of the US Military, thanks to Air Dominance, so far Tier One Operators we're first to deploy, Navy SEALs, Delta Force, You name it. But now it's time for the regular troops to bring in the heat.

Brian can be seen silently staring blankly into the floor of the C-5 Galaxy, looking at his tan boots and MARPAT Trousers as he was silent.

"Sully, what's the matter with you, you didn't speak since we got back after LA."
A voice called out Brian only looked up to see one of his friends, Cpl. Jake Howser. "Shit man, you didn't hear?" Another one of his friends, Lance Corporal Sam Diaz calls out. "His sister died in LA man, she was just Twelve I think..."
"Shit? Damn..." However says as Brian looks around, seeing everyone either also staring blankly at the ground or staring at him with pity.

Brian only nods in silence as he felt a hand being placed on his shoulder. He looked up to see Major Hector McKenzie. The major was known for his kindness amongst the troops as he showed a face of sincerity and sadness.

"...I'm sorry for your Loss, Private Sully...We all are." The Major said as he looks up to the Marines in the plane.

"...But listen here and closely, those bastards, will pay. Did they attack our home, our way of life, and our families, and they think they will not pay a price? Well, guess fucking what! They haven't met the fucking United States Marine Corps yet!"

The Major yells as everyone looks up to the Major. "Those fucking Saudis and Arabs think they are safe, well let's put a boot up their fucking ass Marines! Los Angeles will never be forgotten, 9/11 will never be forgotten, and Those bastards will never forget the United States Marine Corps raining lead down on their asses while they pray for Allah to come to rescue them! Well, guess fucking what, Allah is on our side now boys! All of you are Marines! The Greatest Weapon in History! And we will not let them FORGET!"

"OORAH!" Everyone in the C-5 Galaxy shouts as the lights turn red, Brian watches the cargo door open as the Marines all stand up with their parachutes and gear, as they look out to the night sky, they were greeted with more C-5 Galaxies flying in the night skies as they secured their gear one final time, doing a final check, as Brian breathes heavily. All he had in mind was his Sister, he couldn't attend the funeral, but he will make sure, she will be avenged.