USCMRPG

Under his helmet and with his stubbled face he knew Dirk, Sam, and Colson would all know him… but he also knew that they would not have forgotten what he’d done to get himself where he was. If there were any regrets he may have had in life, it was fitting himself into a position like the one he was...

He nodded, gratefully. "it's been a rough day" he laughed without humour. Reaching to take the cigarette and to light it. He inhaled, then exhaled. Smoke flooding from his mouth and nose. And he felt a moment of peace. He handed the lighter back, and nodded his thanks. Dirk took the lighter and tuc...

Jacob saluted the corpses as they were hauled aboard. He walked over to the group of marines, and squatted on his haunches. He took his helmet off and ran his fingers through his hair, then scratched his beard. He coughed and spat on the floor. He looked up at Dirk "Any chance on a spare cigarette?...

Dirk watched the dropship coming in with detached interest as he ran the blade of his Kbar over his left forearm making two cuts into his flesh. He had lost two Marines under his command. Two young, new Devildogs that put their lives in his hands and he dropped them. These things were the fastest, d...

Dirk looked from Marine to Marine, his mind raceing. He had started this mission as a squad leader, now he was the NCOIC and on the trail of their missing LT. He had lost two Marines in a lightening quick attack that lasted only a few moments. “Ok people, here’s the game plan. We are pressing on. Wa...

DIrk saw Nichole go down quick. It didn’t take but a second for him to see that the youn woman was beyond help. Cursing himself for walking into a ambush and loading a Marine he got ready for combat. “Contact front.” He said, eaiseing his M41A. Aiming on the quick he let loose a stream of 10mm round...

I just wanted to say thank you to all the Marines here on the site. From Nick to Hocke to Morse to all the others that I enteract with. You have all kept me sane.. My mind has run a mock from time to time.Gone off on a thought or another. I've been depressed, and unable to cope with life.. But you a...

Ya, it was a mess

Still is...looking l

Well, Dirk Pitt is alive and well..... I live in Houston, Texas. The hurricane has been rough, but I'm fine. Just wanted to let my fellow colonial Marines know I'm OK.

The things attacked quickly. Coming from the eggs like a spring and then homeing in on the Marines. His squad moved into action, more like a well team then a group that had been put together from other units. Four of the six creatures exploded in a spray of acid and body parts, leavening only two. T...

Mission Timer: 04:45 As Pitt moved through the field of leathery oblong globes. The mist deepened as several of the egg shapes begin to shutter, the tops begin to split like a flower blossoming. The leathery folds slipped back to reveal a strange pasty white form that begins to move slowly at first...

"Pitt, this is Sykes, over. The Lieutenant is gone. I think the bugs took him. We are secure for the moment. Get the Sergeant and get the fuck out of there. Whatever you need, just let us know." <Tag Pitt> "Roger that Sykes. We'll get her. Get the med bay ready. I want this thing off the sarge asap...

As Dirk slowly made his way to the sergeant movement caught his eye. He froze in place. One of the egg things started to shudder. Staying in place he swung his pulse rifle towards the movement and waited nervously for what the thing would do, hopping that his stopping might stop what ever would come...

Dirk moved slowly through the darkness of the tunnel as they followed the heat from sergeant trailing on the floor. His light moved across the walls, illuminateing what looked almost like ribs. He felt more like he had been eaten by some large creature rather than moveing through a cave. His uneasin...