Gunfire could be heard for miles.
Always the smell of smoke and death.
And always the thrill of war,at least that's what the general had told them.
In truth they were scared shitless.
20 men hid in a trench, waiting for a platoon or scout team to cross them.
Never letting they're guard down.
They waited for hours,then hours turned to days, days turned to two weeks, but they never moved,never left,never breathed a word of doubt in the plan.all watched silently, then they heard men walking and chatting.
A few looked out and saw 30, a whole squadron. They all ducked down and the leader of the men pulled out a grenade and threw it into the enemy squadron. First was yelling, then an explosion, then the men rose up and fired at every remaining man from that squadron, when they stopped firing, a single person stood and looked around him at his fallen comrades, he looked at the men,said his last words, and fell to the ground.
A week later
The men walked through the abandoned city with caution,every step was silent,every word was signals.tanks drove into the city and the men saw 90 men walking through the city, not including the 2 tanks and 4 jeeps.the leader devised a plan that took out the tanks first, then the men on the ground, if things went to plan they would have a few Jeep's for travel and cover.they proceeded with the plan and took out the tanks and a few men before the enemy realized what was going on, guns smoked and bullet's flew, but the 20 men survived, they were grabbing the Jeep's when a hidden tiger tank they never accounted for showed itself from where it was hiding and blasted them.
Guts,limbs,and bone flew everywhere, the tank had taken out 10 men and injured 4. The men took cover and shot at the tanks barrel trying to make it's next shot explode in the barrel and take out the tank, it worked and a few people climbed out and started firing at the men, a bullet went through the leaders heart and he fell, his comrades fired back but a few were killed, a grenade was thrown at the injured men and one of the standing guys dived on it as it exploded, the result saved the injured but killed the hero, and injured man who was missing his leg and arm grabbed a gun and propped it on his good foot, he fired and hit one of the men from the tank, jet's then were heard and fired at the remaining tank men, all died and the remaining men of the trench cheered, a squadron of US soldiers took the injured to a med camp, the rest of the men fought on with the squadron, but before they had continued, they sent the bodies they could gather home. A sad day for some, but that's war, and war always has death.
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random short stories
Short Storyjust some short stories I come up with in my head out of the blue, some may have FNAF or some other iconic game series or characters, most probably won't be that great but it's something to pass the time. Mature for: death,violence,gore,minor langua...
