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One day, a soldier was drafted from the battlefield after his entire team was killed in action after the last mission they were briefed on.
A new family of 3 needed a new family member. Gemma decided to search through her family tree and f...
I was raised with 5 other children by the military, we were left at their gates and the commander decided to raise us. They homeschooled us at their military base. I got into the many wars growing up, training early in the morning, after lunch and after dinner and going to bed early.
Jack, the oldest of the foster military family of the little experiment the commander was planning to do with us young children at the time.
Jack got into the grand royal navy. He loved all of the many ships there, warships, battleships even ancient ships from the 17th century like galleons and such, he just loved the way all of the cannons and guns shot non stop which drew him to the navy.
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Walson, the 2nd oldest of us, got into tank mechanics, he loved the way the tank ammunition was automatically loaded with just a press of a button. He would make little models in the homeschooling to demonstrate his knowledge of them.
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Emma, the 3rd oldest sister of us, she raised the younger ones like me and Hudson. She was like a sister we never had or wanted but we wanted her and loved her, all us boys got very protective of her all the time any random soldier we didn't know of got to close to her we would be right by her side or if one of us would see her talking to a random soldier in our teens, we'd scare off that soldier by any means necessary.
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I am Kyle, the 4th oldest of us, I got into the wars of the military, always wanting to shoot for glory and to protect any soldier at all costs!
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I was bloodthirsty for a war or to go to one. My commander was a little cautious with me growing up, trying to get me into the army academy or the mechanics devision but he was worried I would get hurt trying to hard.
Hudson, the 5th younger one of us all, he was cute, innocent and very intelligent. He was smooth with getting what he wanted. He was into the Air academy and wanted to fly a fighter jet or even a black tomahawk helicopter.
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Over the years we graduated from homeschool at the base at age 13. We went on our first 7 missions at age 14, all successful missions, I came back injured at least 4 of them for ignoring orders and going guns blazing 😅
My commander, LCDR (lieutenant commander) always tried to avoid us, get away or send us to another base just to get away from us.
He was a middle aged lieutenant commander and never took any interest for us, while all the units, soldiers in every base we travelled to all over the world liked us, we were fun, exciting and did a lot of pranks with the soldiers, we once...okay maybe not once but we loved to prank the commader when ever we got a chance :)
We were sent on our best exciting mission at 17, we didn't know it would be our last....
"All units stealth mode" Jack said as he commanded our squad as we all gratefully did so and put on our stealth gear on as we were on a night mission.
"All units, at the green mark" Jack instructed as we were all geared up and ready for action as the stealth attack helicopter started to fly over the drop area.
"Hey jack, see ya on the other side" I said as I roped down first and would secure the landing area.
A stray middle from somewhere in the dark sped at the helicopter as it imploded in flames and clouds of fiery smoke!
I jumped for the ground as it spun out of control and crashed into the floor! It exploded even bigger and threw me into a tree! I ricocheted off the tree side hitting my hard helmet enough to knock me out as I fell into the thick bushes.
I could feel myself start to pass out as the world went dark.
(37 hours later)
I woke up, on a bed?? I was back at the base? How and why?
A military nurse walked away and came back with the lieutenant commander.
"Lieutenant....the mission...my squad...my friends...it came out of know wher-
"We know, you were captured and they asked us for a trade, one of their prisoners for your life" he explained behind his lower mask.
"What? How was I out for so...long?" I asked confused.
"We kept you under aesthetics so we could do surgery if needed to, your body was badly scarred"
