Operation: Homefront
Chapter One
The convoy was rolling down the dusty street. The hum of the engine was seeming very comforting, adn the warn Afghan air was welcoming. The hatch for the chaingun was open in front of us , and asked over the radio,
"Victor, do you see anything up there?"
"Nope Major, clear." He replied
"I dont like the sound of this Noah," Major Coleman, a close friend of mine cut in.
"Yeah." I replied, and got on the chaingun in my Humvee. The wind was moving sand and the colorful palm trees. It sounded like a nearing RPG, wait a sec.. I looked to my left to see a hooded figure with a large weapon on his shoulder. I shut the hatch of the 'vee and yelled
"WE'VE BEEN ENGAGED!!!!!" The words escaped my mouth as we started rollong sideways. My head and the others heads were hitting the wall, and roof over and over again, until the barrelroll stopped.
"Engage hostiles, load weapons, Go GO GO!" I yelled and the platoon engaged the incoming hostiles.
"DEFENSIVE POSITIONS!" I screamed as I rushed out of the flipped vehicle. All the attackers were within eye shot got their stomach's pumped full of raw lead. I heard the whispers of IED's downrange. That's when I panicked.
"BRACE FOR IMPACT!" I screamed as the explosion rocked the earth. The tipped humvee became a large ragdoll. I looked up behind the humvee, to see the RPG man watching me, with the weapon shouldered.
"Crap." I said, as the rocket propelled toward me, the palm trees whispered as did the gunfire. Everything became slow motion, I raised my rifle, shot the rifle, and then, the man. The lead bullet entered, and then exited his skull. He fell over, now the sand, his eternal grave.
"Check out!" I yelled as the rest of the team recovered from the ambush.
"Clean up on aisle three!" Brandon shouted. Our convoy was now over. Three casualties, two almost dead. The two privates with us had both gotten a leg ripped off. Our Warrant Officer was screaming as the bullet, placed in his arm was removed.
"Foxtrot to FOB, we're headin' back." I said into my radio.
"Roger Foxtrot, we've got two Chinooks comin' for you guys." Bobby said clearly.
"Thanks," I replied. "alright, men, suit up, gather your belongings, we got evac comin. Five minutes.
"Victor, do you see anything up there?"
"Nope Major, clear." He replied
"I dont like the sound of this Noah," Major Coleman, a close friend of mine cut in.
"Yeah." I replied, and got on the chaingun in my Humvee. The wind was moving sand and the colorful palm trees. It sounded like a nearing RPG, wait a sec.. I looked to my left to see a hooded figure with a large weapon on his shoulder. I shut the hatch of the 'vee and yelled
"WE'VE BEEN ENGAGED!!!!!" The words escaped my mouth as we started rollong sideways. My head and the others heads were hitting the wall, and roof over and over again, until the barrelroll stopped.
"Engage hostiles, load weapons, Go GO GO!" I yelled and the platoon engaged the incoming hostiles.
"DEFENSIVE POSITIONS!" I screamed as I rushed out of the flipped vehicle. All the attackers were within eye shot got their stomach's pumped full of raw lead. I heard the whispers of IED's downrange. That's when I panicked.
"BRACE FOR IMPACT!" I screamed as the explosion rocked the earth. The tipped humvee became a large ragdoll. I looked up behind the humvee, to see the RPG man watching me, with the weapon shouldered.
"Crap." I said, as the rocket propelled toward me, the palm trees whispered as did the gunfire. Everything became slow motion, I raised my rifle, shot the rifle, and then, the man. The lead bullet entered, and then exited his skull. He fell over, now the sand, his eternal grave.
"Check out!" I yelled as the rest of the team recovered from the ambush.
"Clean up on aisle three!" Brandon shouted. Our convoy was now over. Three casualties, two almost dead. The two privates with us had both gotten a leg ripped off. Our Warrant Officer was screaming as the bullet, placed in his arm was removed.
"Foxtrot to FOB, we're headin' back." I said into my radio.
"Roger Foxtrot, we've got two Chinooks comin' for you guys." Bobby said clearly.
"Thanks," I replied. "alright, men, suit up, gather your belongings, we got evac comin. Five minutes.