Chapter 3: Assault on Windbreak Ridge

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"The soldier above all others prays for peace, for it is the soldier who must suffer and bear the deepest wounds and scars of war."
-General Douglas MacArthur

September 15th 2014
0820-8:20 Am
Sgt. Eryk C
2 miles away from Windbreak Ridge
7th Army Division; Delta Battalion

"Alright, men! We are going to defend Windbreak Ridge, but first, we have to get there," I said confidently. I trusted in my and my men's ability to get the task done.

"Can't they just drop us off at the Ridge?" Eric asked laziness very much evident in the tone of his voice.

"Nothing is ever that simple, No but seriously they can't because there are Light Tank Divisions and Infantry everywhere around the fort," I replied.

"Well the Tundrans are bad shots anyway," Donavan added a small smile appearing on his face.

"Funny," I said with a slight chuckle. "Well, the Captain wants us to find and destroy any Tundran Camps on the route to the Ridge as well,"

"This is as far as I can take you, sir," said the pilot.

"Alright, thanks." I replied calmly, "Let's get a move on men!"

"What if we do run into tanks, sir?" Miles asked concerned by that idea.

"Well, we will run for cover and pray to God they don't see us," I replied. The T-Copter landed, dropped us off, and quickly left returning us to unfamiliar enemy territory.

"Shhh, I see a camp ahead everyone crouch down," I demanded. They did as I said and I leaned in, "Alright here's the plan: Donavan, Eric, and I, we're gonna go around right and look around, the rest of you distract the guards outside." Everyone nodded their heads in understanding, "Alright let's move!" I ordered.

Donavan, Eric, and I were quick and so were the others. The Tundran's fell for it. While they were fighting, we looked in one of the tents.

"Damn, only ammo," said Eric.

"Well we could leave some grenades," I retorted, "Donavan give me your grenades."

"Wait, see if there is anything useful," He replied, not handing me what I asked for. "Alright, Eric look around and Donavan give me the goddamn grenades, that's an order."

He handed me two of his grenades. By that time Eric still hadn't found anything. "Ok, we're all done here guys," I ordered barking out my command.

"You two start running, I can take care of the grenades," I ordered. The two of them did as I said. I pulled both the pins and tossed the switches off at once and started running, BOOM! CRASH! CRACK! The ammo was destroyed and so was the rest of the camp.

"Nice job men, let's keep moving," I said, "Windbreak Ridge is not too far from here."

We approached the southern entrance, which was guarded by some infantry.

"Okay, I want Eric, Colton, Joe, and Josh to get some Bazookas and guard this entrance, the rest of us will guard the Western Entrance." I then walked up to the closest soldier and asked where the weapons were. He pointed to a shed with a sign above it, reading Armory. I said thanks and got the weapons and ammo we required for are defense.

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