War Stories (Book 1: Semper Fidelis)

Chapter 6: Lost

Day 6:

6:41 AM

My god, how did this ever happen. Stillwater is up on guard already.

"It's too late. All of the Eastern States are in control of the Russians. I knew this would have happened." He said

"It's crazy, how could this have happened, and the sirens didn't even go off?" I ask.

"Who knows, we best all get up and move forward today, we need to get to a town." Stillwater replies.

"Alright,  I'll wake the guys up."  I say.

"Thanks man" Stillwater says.

So I wake the guys up and tell them it's time to move up. We needed to get at least 2 kilometers walked before 8:00 AM. We pack up and move out. We walk 1 1/2 kilometers before we get cut off by a river. We had to cross the river quick to get to a dirt road which could lead us to a town.

I'm about halfway through the river when I see 5 Russian army trucks move down the road and about 20 Russian soldiers. We duck under the water hoping not to be spotted when all of a sudden Rocky barks.

"Kill the Americans!" A Russian soldier shouts.

We try to run back to shore but I slip and im getting pulled by the river.

"No!" Owens shouts.

Suddenly, I hear whimper and I see Rocky fly backwards into the river.

"No!!" Carter screams.

I see a huge waterfall up ahead and then I see Rocky's corpse go down the waterfall. I'm about to go down when I grab a rock to the side.

I begin to lose my grip and then I hear Stillwater shout:

"RETREAT!"

Then Carter grabs my hand.

"If you go down, I go too!" He shouts.

"No!  Carter run!  Don't waste your time!"  I say.

"No!" He shouts.

Then we both go down. Still grabbing hold of eachother, we reach the shore. We had been lost from the others. No weapons, food, or anything.

"Rocky..." Carter whispered.

"I know."  I say.

We walk all alone together and we see Stillwater carrying Owens.

"He got hit in the leg and back!" Stillwater said.

"Crap!"  I shout.

"Mike... thanks for all the times man, I'll never forget you, and I hope you never forget me." Owens says silently.

"No man don't say stuff like that!" I shout.

"It's too late man, its too late. Oorah..." Owens says.

Owens dies and a tear streams down my face.

But this is just the beginning.