USCMRPG

By now Altair was totally absorbed in what he was doing at the moment - monitoring the readings of his motion tracker. It helped to be busy at the times like this, when your mind was processing the information it received from the many receptors. Being busy didn’t give the brain enough time to und...

All of the men didn’t feel easy, even Altair who probably had the most stable personality of the four begun to have second thoughts about the decision to come down the hole. Not that he had much choice but the boy was sure if he had refused, they would have left him behind no questions asked, but ...

"Hey kid, don't worry bout me....you should be worry about them.." He looked over to the hole.."There's a storm coming...and Hell's coming with it.." He cocked his M56 and took another drag off his smoke. Altair just shook his head, either his friend was scared and hid that feeling behind this demu...

Walking towards the parked APC's, Morrison spoke out over the comnet to the platoon: "Listen up, killers! I need three volounteers- and please, don't make me pick." Time for a baptism in fire... Altair looked surprisingly at their platoon leader just as his previous question went unanswered. Surely...

we did find people who had been taken and been...embedded in the walls of their lair, but we observed the result and not the method as it were...if that's anything to work with..." Altair didn’t reply, he was already deep in his thoughts, just as he observed the bloody tracks, made by someone, or...

Altair had spent the first part of the night patrolling the perimeter of the farmhouse along with Tarik. The boy expected something to happen but hour after hour silently passed and still there was nothing out of ordinary apart from few noises made by the local night creatures. Deciding to take a na...

After a few minutes of searching Altair found Tarik, but his friend was busy talking with one of the officers. Since his only friend was busy, the boy decided to have some rest and food, but his intentions were not long lived because not long after he settled down, Altair was ordered to follow the r...

Altair didn’t have the time to listen to an answer from his friend; hearing the strange sounds from outside of the APC the boy looked outside just in time to see the leader of the first squad to go down, hitting the vehicle with his head in the process. Altair winced, hoping that the helmet would ...

Indeed news were grim, if these bugs were, as dangerous as they were described, then the whole platoon was in danger. Somehow Altair was not scared even though his instincts deep down told him that he should be; that this was not some game or dream, this was real life and he might be dead in the nex...

"Go wrong?" Tarik said mockingly " You're starting to sound like all these other hens kiddo, we haven't even had a decent briefing and your expecting the worst aren’t you?" Tarik looked away from Altair disappointed in his friend's play it safe attitude. Altair was right though, always expect the...

Altair smiled at his friend just as he climbed in to the drop ship. Taking a seat and fastening the belts, the boy pulled at them several times to make sure they were sitting correctly and didn’t hurt at the shoulders. The sound of the engines was much more quite inside the drop ship and the feeli...

Indeed Altair was overly enthusiastic but this was probably not due to his youth or inexperience because what he lacked in those two fields he certainly made up in knowledge and perception of the situation at hand. Right now he was not sure if the decision to join the marines was the right one and t...

"Evenin' all, hope you're looking forward to your first mission. I'll be accompanying this squad from now on, maybe for just this mission, maybe for a while longer...who knows?" Altair turned his attention to the newcomer, his eyes darted first to the chevrons, which identified the man to be a serg...

All of the marines have awaked from the cryo sleep; all of them were now washed and dressed. Most of the men have broken up in to groups; several of those groups consisted of new marines fresh to the platoon, either from boot camp or transferred from some other place. Deftly moving between the peopl...