Battalion Wars I

Chapter 14: X-Day

"Almighty God: Our sons, pride of our Nation, this day have set upon a mighty endeavor, a struggle to preserve our Republic, our religion, and our civilization, and to set free a suffering humanity."
-U.S. President Franklin Delanor Roosevelt

February 27th 2015
1030-10:30 Am
Lt. Eryk C
Outside Beachy Point Island
7th Army Division; Delta Battalion

I stood at the back of the Naval Transport. We had 13 Grunts/Infantry, 4 Assault Soldiers, 4 Mortar Soldiers and 2 Light Tanks.

We had 3 Naval Transports.

One had the Assault soldiers and 1 tank. Two had the mortar soldiers and 1 tank. The third held 10 grunts and me. My squad was spread out in the rest: 2 squad members in each one.

"60 seconds!" shouted the driver cupping his hands so everyone could hear.

"Alright men load your guns check your ammo." I said. "Watch for gunfire and I'll see you all on beach" I said.

"30 seconds!" shouted the driver.

The men from my squad on my transport were Zach and Donavan.

"15 seconds!" yelled the driver.

I looked at the beach. It had several tank defenses like dragons teeth and metal tripods. After that came sand bags posts. 2 on each side off the small road for tanks.

The sandbags had 2 or 3 grunts behind it. Then came a sand wall with barded wire which was the best place to take cover.

After that came some rocket soldiers and artillery on the sides came more sandbag positions and more grunts. The final defensive position was 2 MG towers and a wooden wall and there was a gateway leading to the helipad where we could get reinforcements.

"5 seconds!" yelled the driver.

"4 seconds!"

"3 seconds!"

"2 seconds!"

" 1 second get ready!" yelled the driver.

The ramp went down and gunfire ripped threw the first 2 soldiers. "Go over the side NOW!" I yelled jumping over the side.

When they were preparing us for the landing they told us to never jump over the side but, it was are only hope of living.

Now I was in the water the water was about 9 feet deep. I had my H-17 strap around the front of my body so I didn't have to carry or risk losing it.

I swam to the nearest tripod and used it as cover.

I got my H-17 out and I aimed at one of the rifle grunts who had Derek pinned down. I had in on semi-auto so it shot one bullet at a time. I had to pull the trigger each time for a bullet to fire.

A bullet I fired soon tore threw the enemies stomach. "Derek get your ass moving." I shouted. He nodded and started running up the beach. I continued up the beach as well.

I was about a quarter of the way up the beach when one of the rifle grunts behind the left sandbag opened fire on me and the other men moving up the left side of the beach.

I looked down the beach and saw Zach with his sniper.

"Help me out." I shouted loudly over the gunfire.

He nodded and aimed down his scope.

I crouched behind the metal tripod and waited for him to fire. He fired hitting the grunt in the head.

I put a thumbs up and started to move up the beach; walking in a zig zag formation running from metal tripod to metal tripod.

I was a little over half way to the sandwall when artillery shells started bursting around me.