War of the Worlds

First Contact Pt.2

Chapter 4: First Contact Pt.2

Alien world, UNEC 1st Combat Battalion, Alpha Company

Captain Morrison, a man in his 30s is the commander of the Alpha company. During the Giants incursion Morrison along with his unit were deployed in Afghanistan to support the beleaguered Afghan army in dealing with the renewed Taliban menace.

Though being hell-bent on returning back to defend his country the bad battlefield conditions in Afghan front and orders from high command forced him to stay. Only after the Titans were pushed back from the states, he along with his unit were redeployed back to form the bulk of the counter-attack force for Giant/Titan eradication operations in Cuba.

It is rumored that his unit raked up the highest giant kills during the first day of the landing on the shores of Cuba.

Morrison disembarked from his Humvee and looked around to see his Marines forming up a cordon around the survivors for their protection. He walks towards the group of survivors they just rescued from the giant onslaught.

This band of survivors were donned in their short, light brown jackets, dark brown sash around the waists covering the hip, white pants and dark brown knee-high boots, and green cloaks with this patch of two overlapping wings one silver and other sapphire were on a shield. They had these odd looking boxes dangling with cylinders on both sides of their thighs.

' From the way they operate and also taking consideration from their matching odd looking uniforms they must be part of some kind of military unit from this world. ' Morrison thought.

As he approached the group a few of them dismounted from their horses to meet him.

Right in front of him was a tall blond man well taller than his two subordinates besides him. His hair was neatly parted on the left side. he had a calm expression on his face and has icy blue eyes. From his posture and expression, he presumed him to be commander of this group.

'If this had born during the second world war, he would have been a poster for the Nazis' Morrison thought.

On his left was a woman in dark brown hair and wore square-shaped glasses. On his right was a short man with black hair. Though he looked a bit young he had intimidating dull blue eyes and those were of a veteran with loads of combat experience. He kept on glaring at him and his marines which clearly stated 'If you do anything stupid I will kill you all'.

Morrison did what he always does while meeting the village chiefs in Afghanistan. He extended his hand towards the blond guy and said.

"Hello, I am Captain Morrison of United States Marine Corps, 1st UNEC Battalion, Alpha company. nice to meet you, people."

There was an awkward silence for a minute. Morrison stood there with his extended hand waiting for a response. The Blond guy gave him a confused look and then slowly accepted his handshake and replied back in a foreign language which he could hardly understand.

He was only able to make out the name or something like that from him. It was 'Erwin'.

Turning his back to his marine escorts he asks

"Ehh... anyone knows what this guy just said right now ?"

One of the marines says.

"Sir I think they are speaking German."

"You speak German?"

"No sir, just know a few words from it."

Morrison thought a few a few seconds and then instructed some of his men to go and find someone who could speak German. Until then he could only try to communicate with them in hand signals if they could understand.