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4

Feet pelted the ground as soldiers sprinted through London.

"LOOK OUT!!!"

Shells flew over their heads as they exploded brutally on buildings.

"GET TO THE GHERKIN!!!"

Jets flew over head as bombs dropped upon London. People screamed and ran for their lives.

"BOMBERS!!!"

Bomber jets flew over the soldiers as they dove out of the way of the bomb shells. The street exploded and launched cars through the air.

"ADVANCE TO THE NEXT BUILDING!!!"

The soldiers all bolted through the overhang of the building and moved to the middle of the street. Rubble blocked certain paths. Soldiers leapt and slid over na Dundee rubble as they reached the next building. They dove into the overhang as jets flew overhead.

"ALRIGHT LISTEN UP TEAM!!! GAVIN!!! SECURE THE ROOF IF THIS BUILDING AND PROVIDE OVERWATCH!!!" "YES SERGEANT!!!"

Gavin opened the door and ran inside. They swiftly climbed the stairs as Sergeant Knox checked his rounds.

"I GOT TWELVE!!! LETS MAKE THEM COUNT!!! THE ENEMY HAS HELD UP INSIDE THE GHERKIN!!! WE CAN EITHER ENTER ABOVE OR BELOW!!! PRIVATE RAINS!!! YOUR CALL!!!"

Rains looked round at the Gherkin and judged the structure quickly.

"IF WE ENTER IN THE ROOF WE HAVE A HIGHER RISK OF DETECTION!!! SAME GOES FOR BELOW!!! TWO OF USE SHOULD DISTRACT THEM WHILE WE SNEAK IN THROUGH THE ROOF!!!" "GOOD CALL PRIVATE!!!"

Mason raised his hand and so did Spooker.

"WE'LL DO IT SERGEANT!!!"

Bombs pelted the street across from them.

"THEN THAT SETTLES IT!!! MARINES!!! OOH RAH!!!" "OOH RAH!!!"

The Sergeant opens his phone and rings the first number. He holds while ducking behind rubble. Toast answers.

"WE NEED YOU NOW TOAST!!! IT'S A FUCKING MASSACRE OUT HERE!!!"

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10 hours ago

Toast hung up and loaded his bags into the prototype and climbed inside. He flicked a few switches and the engine roared into life. Jordon climbed into the rear of Toast's prototype and the protective glass closed. Toast pressed a button and the warehouse floor extended out and gripped his prototype's undercarriage. Ghost, Frank and Michael climbed into two prototypes. Ghost and Frank in one and Michael in the other. The ground started tilting as the prototypes prepped for launch. Toast looked right and saw a helmet. He lifted it and stared into it.

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15 years ago

Toast laid on his rough and uneasy bed and stared into the tent's cloth. The wind howled through the tent as he just kept staring. The front part rustled as footsteps pelted inside. A man leant over Toast and smiled.

"You want some?"

He holds a bowl of sludge. Toast sits up and stares into it, his face was covered in blood and grease. His uniform stained with his friend's blood and the grounds dirt. He looked over at the man and smiled a small smile as a thank you. He lifted the spoon and put the unknown substance into his mouth and with a gut ranching chew he swallowed. It's texture left a horrid aftertaste as he screwed his face up.

"What the fuck is that?"

He coughed and spat it back up.

"Three week old lunch. We're running low on food so we have to serve this shit. Corporal's orders."