The Remaining Few

Dirt

-16 Years Ago-
-US Marine Bootcamp-

"My name is Sergeant Ross. You may call me Sarge or just Sergeant. Never mention my name. If you so happen to play granny's house and still mention my name, you will receive...100 push ups and 30 runs around the entire camp. That's about 30 kilometers of constant running. You are here for a purpose. You are here to become the deadliest Marine possible, for you. I am here to help you gain that purpose and oh let me tell you, if whosoever pussies out of any of my sessions..you will receive worse punishment than mentioning my name. You are here to master combat,will and discipline. You are not here to find your next boyfriend or girlfriend. You are not here to get your first dick or pussy. You are not here to play. You are here to win,conquer and succeed. First...we'll begin with a few knowledge rounds. And as such knowledge requires focus and commitment. Your enemy will never go easy on you. Your enemy will not spare you. Your enemy was trained to kill you so there are no east levels to this. Every shot,every bullet counts. Never let your guard down and never let your guard down. Never let your guard down and never let your guard down. See what I did there. Letting your guard down gives the enemy an edge over you and your fellow men. A naked weapon is better than a confused one. Meaning that even if your weapon is jammed,your knife broken or dull or your fists bleeding...you are still a lethal weapon yourself and you must never give your enemy a second to breath. No one holds back in this little war of ours. Because that is war. AM I RIGHT RECRUITS?!?!?"

"HOOORAAHH"

"Good...I was beginning to doubt the fire and spirit within all of you." Said Sergeant Ross. He was a bald black man of medium height and had a face uneasy to forget. His scar on his left cheek showed how experienced and tough he was.

Adalia Tigeren was 17 years old when she applied for the Marine Corps. She was one of the recruits present during Sergeant Ross's introduction speech. She was one of the few women who applied that year and was forced into the Marine Corps by her family. She never had to fight in her life but she was a great acrobat. Climbing,jumping and leaping was her specialty as a toddler and as a teenager.

She stood tall and firm as she listened to everything Sergeant Ross preached, wondering if she'll even pass bootcamp. Either that or be disowned by her family. She had many friends and was quite popular at her local school. She also left England and moved to the USA as a child. Her accent was quite hard to miss.

"Oh, look at this. Little barbie girl seems lost. Seems we got quite the catch. State your name recruit." Said Sergeant Ross.

"Adalia Tigeren, sir." Said Adalia.

"Hmm, quite the accent Tigress." Siad Sergeant Ross.

"Uhm, it's Tigeren, sir." Said Adalia.

"DID I SAY YOU COULD SPEAK RECRUIT?!? YOU ONLY SPEAK WHEN I TELL YOU TO SPEAK!! WHAT IS YOUR SPECIALTY RECRUIT?!?!?" Yelled Sergeant Ross.

"Uhh sir?" Asked Adalia frightened.

"DO I LOOK LIKE SOMEONE WHO LIKES TO REPEAT HIMSELF RECRUIT?!?!?" Yelled Sergeant Ross.

"My specialty is uhh..ummm."

"TOO MUCH THINKING RECRUIT!! YOU THINK THE ENEMY IS GOING TO GIVE YOU TIME TO THINK WHICH TRIGGER TO PULL?!?!? NOW THIS HERE'S CORPORAL LANCE. HIS SPECIALTY IS SHOOTING DOWN THE SIGHTS AND KEEPING HIS MOUTH FIRM AND SHUT AND READY TO REPLY WHEN NECESSARY!!" Yelled Sergeant Ross.