The Hunt: Russia

Chapter 2: Paratroopers

                       They all sat in the crowded jet and didn't know what to do. "What do you wan't to do?" Jake asked the others as they sat there. "Not really anything because half of the people here are smoking and I'm about to pass out." Said Hunter as he cleaned his gun and then wrapped it in plastic. "You guys wanna do a 1v1 fist fight?" Asked Hunter and they all nodded and everybody else nodded as well. They all circled around two soldiers and waited for the to  fight. "On the left side we have Donny and on the right we have Rick!" Yelled a man and everybody cheered. Rick swung a punch at Donny but missed and Donny hit him in the side of the head. Rick fell onto his back and instantly passed out. The others got ready for the next fight and dragged Rick away. Soon after about a hour they approached the rebel fortifications at the beach of Russia. "Get your chuts on." Said one of the pilots in the cockpit. Every body got on their parachutes and got ready to jump. "Thirty seconds." Said the pilot and everybody became silent. "No! jump now! Jump now!" One of the pilots yelled and pushed the other pilot out the door. "Go! live to fight another day." Said the pilot and handed him a parachute. Then as everyone was jumping the pilot which was name Eric pushed the other pilot out the plane. 

                      Eric went back to the controls and waited for the rocket to hit the jet. He felt the plane shutter and tip down slightly. Eric sighed and put his hands on the controls and put the jet into a nose dive. He aimed for the rebels communications tower/ command outpost. 

                  Jake watched as the 117 jet crashed into the tower and destroyed the communications for the enemy. Then hundreds of bullets started to fly and paratroopers were dangling from their chuts dead. The closer they got to the ground the more dangerous it would get. Jake was closing in on the ground and was a couple hundred feet from the ground. Then as seconds past his feet touched the ground and he pulled out his knife. He cut the parachute and stood up to look around his surroundings. He was in an open field filled with dead paratroopers. He walked to each one to see if any survived. Soon Jake found Rick's lifeless body riddled with bullet holes. He  took everybody's dog tags and he took off his backpack. He pulled out some bread and butter and made a sandwich and ate it. After he finished he looked at a small map. He saw the clearing and looked for the closest objective. The closest objective was near the shore and started moving west. Soon he encountered a small group of rebels. He pulled out his browning BP and fired a shot into the back of one of their necks and exited the other side. Before the man collapsed he fired a second shot hitting another in the heart. The last one which held a LMG opened fired and Jake rolled out of the way. He hid behind some sand bags and peeked and shot a bullet into his forehead. Jake stood up and looked at the body's and saw that none of them were moving. He soon noticed the small bunker on a hill top and decided to take it out. 

                    Jake walked towards the base and noticed the two guards. Jake fired two shots and both rolled down the hill. He kicked open the door and ran inside. He saw the five hostages and was careful not to kill them. He fired two shots and hit a guard in the shoulder and another in the gut. He turned and looked at the other four and saw they held their guns in the air in surrender. The hostages got up and took the guns from the rebels and handcuffed them. After that Jake realized that the guard Jake shot wasn't dead. "I need a medic!" Jake called and a man with a med kit ran to the man to help him. Jake stood up and looked at the paratroopers that were captured and looked at them. Four he didn't know and then he knew the last one. "Drum Mag?" He asked the man and he turned and saw Jake. "Hi Jake." He said waving and walked out of the bunker. All the men walked out of the building and met up. "You guys stay here while me and Drum Mag go to the objective." Jake said and the others nodded and walked back in the bunker. After Drum Mag ate they set off towards the objective. 

                        As they walked they could hear the sound of gunshots in the distance. Soon they made their way to the battlefield. They had about thirty men firing down at  group of men pinned down at a brick wall. One rebel lifted a RPG and was about to fire when Jake quickly fired a shot into the man's back. He fell forwards off the cover and landed in the sand in the shore. After Jake and Drum Mag opened fire and cut down the solders until the last of them surrendered. The solders got out from their cover and walked up towards Jake and Drum Mag. "Thank you sir." One of them said saluting to Jake. "Your welcome soldier. What's your name?" He asked as he reloaded his AK-12 and checked the aim. "I'm stain, sir." He said and saluted to Jake. "Your bravery was heard of stain and that has earned you a reward." Jake said and pulled out a Purple Heart and handed it to him. "Here is your heart soldier..." He said and saluted to him. "Welcome to special forces." He said and shook his hand. 

                               This chapter is dedicated for the soldiers that served in WWII. Particularly my grandfathers uncle who fought in the famous battle called D-day. He was the cook for the paratroopers and went with them in D-day. He unfortunately was killed with LMG fire in the backlines. This is for the men who jumped into hell for their country and to free France from the grip of the Nazis. 

Please don't associate the Third reich (Nazi) with The Germans. It's rude and offensive to people who are German like me.