Task Force 423

Kincaid Park, Anchorage, Alaska 1600 Hours June 13th 2064.

TASK FORCE 423

A Short Story By: Robb McIntyre

Kincaid Park, Anchorage, Alaska 1600 Hours June 13th 2064.

"You know guys, I've grown to love Alaska, it's so beautiful here, and all the people are amazing," said Miller.

I replied with complete honesty, "Aw come on Mil, we both know that's not true, you're here to blast some greys!" Thats Miller, and we've been friends since elementary school. His real name is John Paul Miller but since his parents weren't thinking when they named him, everyone calls him Miller.

"Pipe down you two, I feel something in the air, there might be some martians here," and that's Sergeant Dan Baker, he's well- something I can't say right now. I'm James Aron, it's a pleasure to meet you.

A few hours later we were sent to check out a martian crash site where the recent Battle of Alyeska took place. On our way out of Anchorage the air raid sirens went off, and initially we thought it was practice, until Baker realized it wasn't on schedule and before we knew it the Conoco Phillips Building collapsed and crushed several homes and other buildings. We hopped out of the car and looked up, It was an IMC (Inter-Galactic Martian Confederacy) capital ship!

"Grey's, get to cover!" Miller yelled as he slid to the wreckage of the Conoco Phillips Building and opened fire.

"It's not doing anything, their shields are strong! Head to the armory, it's a few miles from here!" Sgt. Baker yells. Miller and I sprint to the jeep. As we start to speed away, a martian shell explodes in front of the car.

"Well Miller, you love Alaska now!" I joked.

"Real funny, an amazing moment, just flawless timing!" he replies with fright in his voice. As we drove past Mirror Lake Middle School, and see a squad of Martian Shock Troopers, that means they're taking slaves! I jerked the wheel to the school and crashed through the wall

"Grab your weapon Mil, were going in!" I say confidently, jumping out of the car.

"Miller, you take the west wing, I'll take the right. Got it?" I ask.

"You know it James!" Miller responds

I walk down the corridor and see a group of Martians taking the children out of the classroom and hitting them, in my mind I count down from three and jump from the corner and open fire on the Martian troops. I land shots on 2 of them and bat one with the butt of my rifle. He drops to the ground and I begin to search their bodies and find a hologram when I play it it's in native martian.

"Dan knows all these languages, maybe he can translate for me," I say to myself.

I meet up with Miller he has a blaster wound on his shoulder "Miller! What happened to you man?" I scream with fear filling my voice.

"Just a flesh wound, I can take it." He says weakly. "Well... we should get to the armory, Bakers probably about to blow a fuse."