It was a hot day in Iraq and it was even worse when you're running around dodging bullets and shit. Looking to my dog Maximillion, Max, I petted him and pointed to a barrel. "In three we run to that barrel and those crates. ONE. TWO. THREE!!" I said running with my gun pointing down and pulled to my chest. I did a roll behind the crates and leaned against them. "Good boy Max." I said patting his back. I looked around the corner and shot at the Iranian soldier. I pulled back behind the crates before a bullet could scratch my face. "Shit!" I yelled gritting teeth and holding my face. It grazed my cheek badly. I ran away from the battle and torwards the wooded area. Max following. I knew that this day wouldn't be normal I was in for an adventure.
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OMG hey guys I'll be doing this book slowly and if u have any ideas of what should happen as she's running from the Iranian soldiers plz say so and comment them! Also pic is maximillion aka Max.
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The S.O.L.D.I.E.R (Drift love Story)
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