USCMRPG

Dirk sat at the back of the briefing silently listening to his new CO go over the mission briefing as the smoke from his ever present cigarette slowly drifted up towards the ceiling where it seemed to pool until the air scrubbers pulled it in and got rid of it. Crushing the cigarette on the heel of ...

Pvt Dirk Pitt and pvt cigaretts reporting for duty!

Ready for it!

A young Dirk Pitt is ready to go!

Just remember, find a good NCO and listen to him or her. They know how things work and can help you a lot. Most new LTs don't want their advice, but you should take it... Sir.

Was so sorry to hear the man was dead. Without Bill Paxton Aliens wouldn't have been the move that we all love. Maybe we wouldn't even be here.
Semper Fi Hudson and RIP Bill Paxton.

Congrats! That is great news..
I couldn't be more proud!

Dirk's head was pounding as he looked around the darkness. He could see nothing beyond a few inches in front of his face. In the distance he saw a light start to form. Dim at first, then brighter as it bobbed towards his position. His first instinct was to yell for the platoon so they could find him...

He was swimming in the darkness, unsure where he was and only knowing he must get to shore. There was an urgency to his swimming though. Something was there with him, pulling him under. The pain started to swell. Dull at first, then sharper and sharper until his eyes fluttered open and the memory of...

It did get my heart going a bit!

Dirk slowly backed up, covering his squad's escape from the tunnel they had fallen into. His pulse rifle bucked and spat fire as it sent round after round into the advancing creatures. "Just a few more steps and we're out of this damn hole. Just a few more." His mind said over and over, like a chant...

Quickly taking aim, she fired a pair of quick bursts, both at the harvester she missed; Samantha fell back and when her people were out, she could clamber onto a line as well for extraction. If/when her people were all out; she'd call out over the comms; "Dirk; First is out; move mon!" <Tag First S...

So, I work for Terminix as a house inspector. Not a bad job. I was going up into an attic in a very old house. It wasn't a set of stairs, it was a hatch. I set my ladder up and opened the hatch, my flashlight scanning the darkness. As I turned behind me I came face to face with an Alien poster of th...

As the Marines formed a defensive line Dirk lit a cigarette, as the light from his Zippos flame danced across the walls of the cavern. Looking around for a way out of this trap he froze as the motion trackers started to signal the approach of the new enemy. "Son of a bitch" he said as he looked into...