"....Recruit Casnicov!" A young Casnicov awakens from the sound of his Drill Sergeant yelling in his ear. He arises, his tall figure towers over his C.O.s'. "By God son, if you sleep this late again, PT will be the least of your problems!" The Recruit looms ahead, thinking to himself 'Why did I sign up for this? Am I really that stupid?' The Recruit looks ahead, saying nothing. The Sergeant moves on, going to the entrance of the barracks. "Chow starts in 15 minutes! Showered and dressed Marines eat...."
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"Hey, Sarge? You alright?" A drowsy Corporal Fitvart wakes the Sergeant, he looks at the young Corporal. The Sergeant sits up and rubs his face. He cracks his neck and sighs.
"I thought you had guard duty, Corproal."
"I do, sir. Captain Hardy wants to see you, sir."
"Did he say what for?"
"No, sir. Just said to get you and for you to go to the Comm Center."
"Alright, Corporal. Tell him I'll be there in a few minutes."
"Yessir."
The Corporal runs outside, and the Sergeant rises. He puts on his uniform and boots. He puts on his cover (hat) and walks outside. The desert sun instantly hits, and he reels back. Casnicov walks to the Communications Center, which is just a couple posts that connect and a tarp acts as a roof.
"You're late, Sergeant." Captain Hardy says, looking at a map. "Sorry Captain, had a bit of a late rising, but who can argue against a couple minutes of exta sleep, huh?" Casnicov remarks and walks across the table, the Captain looks at Sgt. Casnicov "Yes, well...we just recieved word from General Goran. Apperantly, there's chatter of an enemy bunker in the Western Sahara Province, here." Hardy points to a spot on the map nailed to the table. the Sergeant looks at the spot "There's notning there, sir."
"Which is why it's the perfect spot for a secret location. I want your team to go, and if there is a bunker there, secure it." The Captain says. Casnicov salutes "Yessir. When do we leave?" The Captain smirks "Wheels up at 23:00. Brief your guys and gear up, Sergeant." The Sergeant leaves.
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The Darkness of Light
Ficción GeneralDeath is a generally feared topic, but not for U.S.M.C. Master Sergeant Geordi Casnicov. In the year 2054, the mega corporation Solstice, became too powerful for its own good, and it collapsed. The company owned most of the governments in the world...
