The Fourth Squad
By: Blizzard767
Introduction
Journal entry 74 May-16th-2067
Ever since I got put in the -fourth squad- it's been pure hell. The squad's next area of search is somewhere that hits close to home for me. Although I'll be happy going to the city where I grew up in…it's definitely gonna be different since…all of this…has happened. Goddamn attacks from Russia ruined everything.
Journal entry 29 September-2nd-2060
What caused the fallout? Russia, all Russia…They found a way to send powerful shuttles into space carrying millions of dollars in weapons. What was the point of this you may ask? They had custom suits built to where they could fly around in the open area of space with ease. The main rocket "проникновение" or in english, Infiltration, was the rocket they used to transport Russian space force soldiers into the ISS…There they killed any personnel they spotted…Sooner or later they owned the entire Station. They rebuilt the Station along with adding to it. Now it's a central hub for any and all rockets sent by the Russians. Only a year after they took over the ISS they managed to build a huge gun on the exterior of the station,the -большая берта- or Big Bertha. This gun had the power to annihilate anything on earth. The US tried to take the station back with force in 2055. It caused havoc in and out of the station.Eventually causing the Russians to lose it.They armed the gun on the exterior of the station and fired it without even aiming.The gun was fired more than 30 times that year. Another 17 the next year. Sooner than anyone knew it…The entire world had fallen into war. Everything is rubble…Everything is destroyed…Nothing is left.
Journal entry 03 June-4th-2055
Holy Shit! Another one just hit! There goes New York! The station just hit the United States for the 3rd time! I pray that we don't get hit next…oh god please don't let it be us…Don't let it hit LA.
Journal entry 01 March-15th-2055
I recently joined this one private government military group…It's not anything like the armed forces…It's unique…The PSMP ,or the Private Spy Military Project, is a group formed by the government that is used to disarm any threat to the United states. Along with that…It's used to sneak into zones where we shouldnt normally go.For example. Breaking into an oil rig owned by the Russian government,Off the coast of Antarctica.We knew there was something in there we needed. We snuck into that rig to steal plans for a Theoretical super weapon by the name of Big Bertha.Luckily we made it outta there…We didnt get out quietly either…We blew that rig sky high. Even though we have the first half of the plans…The other half is still in Russia's grasp. God knows what they're gonna do with a weapon like that…
Chapter 1
Home Sweet Home
"Listen I have nothing to do with that idea…You're the one who brought it up." I said with a raspy voice."Oh don't lie to yourself Felix! We know you're the one who burned the tent down at camp" said one of the squad members across from me."We would know since you're the only one with burn marks on your ass!" the cargo bay filled with laughter. We were currently flying over southern California…Our mission was to spot any private groups within the ruins of LA. My home…It was said that there was an influx of Russian sightings within the area. We have high suspicion that some Russians might be occupying the areas in and around the city.
"Alright listen up Boys…We're gonna be at our destination in half an hour or so…Be on high alert for any and all suspicious activity in and round the city…" The head of the Squad said with a loud voice,To overcome the loud roar of the helicopter as it flew over the barren landscape that was once full of life."There's 5 of us in this little Squad. You were privately selected as some of the best PSMP members so my expectations are that you Boys know how to work things out…" he said sharply "What are our plans when we land?" Said Charles with a grin."We had a small Squadron of men enter LA territory…We haven't heard from them in over 2 weeks…You guys gotta get in there…And see what happened…Note, while not getting spotted. Cause if you do, high chances are you won't be making it back out in one piece…Most likely what happened to our squad we sent those 2 weeks ago"
I sighed leaning back against the metal wall of the helicopter's cargo bay. I tapped my hands against my legs out of boredom. I looked to my side and met Sean's gaze."What's up?" I said with a slight cough. He shrugged and looked forward."I dont know its just that we're going back home…Or going back to what's left of it." I pat him on the shoulder. "We may still see some familiar landmarks when we get into the city…Besides now you can actually go wherever without consequence since it's all abandoned." He looked back over at me. "Not unless any russians have to say something 'bout it, ey?" I shook my head and pointed towards the front of the cargo bay where a rack of M-15's and Ak's sat."Those brutal beauties will surely shred through anything that gets in our path." He nodded his head and stretched."If that ain't enough…Wait till we get some grenades and whatnot…Instead of finding a Russian body with holes in it,We'll play a more advanced version of finding the pieces of the puzzle."
I hit him lightly in the back."So what, we playing lego star wars all over again…Gotta rebuild that mini figure,Jedi style?" Sean tried to hold his laugh back but failed miserably.The others overheard our laughter and got curious."What are you two ladies laughing about?" said Logan pulling out a cigarette."Ya know jokes aint good for a grown man." I sighed"Neither are cigarettes that eventually kill you?" Logan stared at me as he slowly pulled out a lighter and lit his cigarette,Never breaking eye contact with me."We might die any time now…What's a few minutes gonna do?" he said, placing the ,now smoking ,Cigarette in his mouth.
I slowly leaned my head back to rest it against the metal.I slowly closed my eyes and let out a deep breath. The quietness of the cargo bay did not remain. "Hey! Uhm we aren't expecting an escort are we?" yelled Logan, as he looked out the window of the helicopter. I jerked up and looked out the window.Everyone did the same."Oh shit…" I say as my heart drops. "Get the damn guns boys…We're shooting down some Russian scum!" I said running for my gun. "Oi i'm getting a radio signal…Lemme put it on the helicopter's intercom!" Yelled Sarg as he ran for his gun.The speakers crackled for a moment…then a deep voice with a strong russian accent came through."State reason you are here? Who are you with?" I looked at Logan and shook my head towards the radio"Didnt you take Russian classes! Go talk shit to the guy…Tell em to fuck off or we'll give em hell!"
The helicopter's side doors slid open as Logan got on the radio "мы знаем, кто вы, если вы не отступите, мы уволим(we know who you are, If you don't back down we will fire" logan said sharply. I grabbed my M-15 and knelt down near the open door aiming at the approaching chopper. The speaker crackled "Bring it слабаки (Weaklings)" Logan looked at us."Fuck them up"
In only moments after Logan said to fire we did. Three M-15's vs a single chopper? It's easy to see who would win."Guys more approaching from the west!" Yelled Sean running to the other side of the Helicopter."How many?" Logan yelled over his shoulder"bout 3!" Sean responded.
After a moment, the First chopper's Rotors blew. The Chopper started spinning as it plummeted towards the ground.As last ditch effort I saw a russian jump from the falling chopper with a rifle.As he plummeted further and further don he opened fire.A few bullets missed but one struck the window to my left.Glass flew through the Heli but nobody got hurt.The deafening sound of gunshots rang through the Helicopter as Sean, Logan and the others shot at the approaching Choppers.I reloaded my mag of my M-15…But accidentally dropped it out of the Helicopter."Shit…"
I looked towards Logan and his face went pale."Grab your bags!" he yelled, jumping back."Holy sh-" I got cut off by a deafening roar as the back side of our helicopter got struck by a rocket. The red lights started to go off as the emergency alarm turned on. The back half of the helicopter was gone.The Heli started dropping at an alarming rate. I rushed to my bag,above the seat I was sitting in previously,and put it on with a spare parachute. "Everyone ok!?" I yelled, preparing to jump."We're good!" yelled Sean. As I got ready to jump my memory went blank and my vision white. Once I got back to my senses all I saw was the helicopter broken in two falling down to the earth.I could see Sean and Logan falling some distance above me,Looks like it was around 200 feet.
The Russian choppers were still at flight level and didn't seem to be following.What a relief.I looked around quickly as the ground was approaching slowly. LA was right in view. I glanced back up at both Logan and Sean as they were speeding up to me. I waved my hand so they could see me better. They eventually fell to my side,the wind picking up. I pointed out to a small clearing in a forest with a few run down buildings. They nodded and gave a thumbs up. We all dove further down towards the clearing. When we were close enough we pulled our chutes and floated down to the area I pointed to.
The ground got closer and closer as we drifted down. The wind hitting my face…The right side of my face stung but I brushed off the pain. Logan landed first and Sean second.After a few moments I got close to the landing.A big gust of wind flung me to the side.My chute caught the top branch of a tree. All I felt was the sharp feeling of branches hitting me as I fell through the tall tree. I felt a strong tug as my chute finally caught onto a larger branch, leaving me to dangle in the air. I looked down and saw I was around 10 feet from the ground. "Krystian damn it!" I heard Sean yell as he rushed to me.
"I'm good Guys!" I yelled down, as I started fumbling with the clip on my parachute. I eventually unclipped my parachute and dropped the 10 foot distance,doing a role to break my fall. When I stood up Sean's eyes opened wide."Krystian your right side of your face is all bloody!" I slowly put my hand to my face and looked at it.Blood dripped down my hand."Patch it up will ya?" I said sharply. While Sean wrapped a rag around the right side of my face, Logan ran over and slid on his knees to me side."Gimme a recap of his damage Sean" Sean sighed deeply "It's only a flesh wound…It'll heal over time…Must have been you hitting the metal wall of the Heli when it blew…" I sighed and looked at both Logan and Sean."What about the Sergeant and the other 2…" Sean shook his head."Sarg went into the cockpit with the other 2 to get a look of the area…That's when the second rocket hit the front of the Helicopter…Wiped them all out…"
I looked at both of them and shook my head."Look over that tree line…what do you see? Seems familiar?" I pointed in front of us."I see a run down skyline of skyscrapers and buildings''Logan said quietly.I nodded my head.Sean sighed "Were home boys…" He patted my shoulder as he tightened the rag around my head."...Home sweet home…"
Chapter 2
Cleared out
Journal entry 75 June 1st
The air grew colder as night approached closer and closer. It had been around 4 or so hours since the heli went down. The guys are off across the clearing checking some shacks and such that are here. Im sitting in this depressing hut with my bag against the wall, My gun leaning against the wall by my side. The floor is softer than I first anticipated. It's made of wood…Makes sense, this shitty hut's been around for years..atleast i think so due to the state it's in. We're not doing anything really interesting tonight…Settle down for the night and await the morning.
Logan and Sean came back around the same time I finished my journal entry. "We found a few useful things in the shacks" said Sean panting. His bag was nearly falling off his shoulders. He dropped the bag with a muffled thud against the rotted wooden floor."Apparently this place was a security checkpoint before the Russians took over LA. We found documents from our government security team." said Logan "Here..take a look" Sean said, handing a folder from his bag. I look at the document and read it outloud.
Security Document 472 code 1818
Checkpoint 9 Final zone
Mission status UNKNOWN
Writer - General Conor W.
Today's Events are stated that PSMP ( Private Spy Military Project ) Should be sending much needed reinforcements to the inner wall fortifications of LA at the southern skyline. Support is 47 hours overdue. Current timestamp ( February 2nd 10:57 AM ) Reinforcements were due January 31st 12PM…Radio sent for answers from Captain Brooks back at Evac Headquarters in LA and for Mark Douglas at PSMP headquarters(Location not disclosed) Evac got back only minutes later stating PSMP was undergoing a tactical relocation. Headquarters was only 2 miles from a Russian scout group. (Relocation once again will not be stated) Due to these events, Fortification must come from within LA instead of the promised reinforcements outside from PSMP.So where do we get the inner reinforcements from then? We either grab People from the western coast weakening the coastline itself or we grab from the east…The east is the weakest already…And the coast is the Pacific Ocean.
Russia has strong access to the Pacific. But An idea has been reached.PSMP has another supply depot with thousands of extra men 400 miles due east of the eastern wall. We have sent for permission to extract The eastern wall's troops and fortify the southern border against potential Mexican Revolt. Eastern wall is the best choice for us. It only took PSMP Depot 17 around an hour to respond. The plan to fortify the eastern wall with Depot soldiers was accepted. Men had already been sent.
Current timestamp ( February 2nd 17:04 PM ) Reinforcements are estimated to arrive at the crack of dawn.Hopefully everything will be alright by then .God knows what'll happen by then.
Current timestamp ( February 2nd 22:18 PM) EMERGENCY EVACUATION
Mexican troops are approaching due south-east. Fucking hell its estimated 3 to 1 odds….We are so fucking screwed.
(Document End)
I slump back and sit for a second. We look at eachother and all share the same facial expression."That's why we never heard back from this Security checkpoint …along with the men we came on the mission to look for…" I say softly. Logan leaned against the wall."Mark L. was said to be in the Squad we searched for…Our buddy…Ol' pal we met from our first mission." He said softer than I did. Sean nodded "He died doing what he lov-" "He Isn't guaranteed dead you dumbass…They could have just captured Em" I say sternly with a sharp tone.
Sean sighed, silencing himself. "Whatever happened will be explained soon…We're leaving here tomorrow…The city is definitely where everyone is…Maybe that's where they could have been taken." Logan nodded and threw his bag off to the side. "What other things did y'all gather apart from the documents?" Sean slowly opened his bag and shoved his hand into it.He rustled through it and pulled out a few magazines. "They really took almost everything when they came through here…These half used mags were all that we found.
Logan leaned against the wall.he slowly slumped down and slid down to a sitting position. "Get some rest you two…We gotta get outa here while the sun is still below the horizon…Move like predators in the dark." Logan said as he pulled his hat over his drooping eyes. I sighed and positioned my bag on my left to make a sort of "makeshift" pillow. While both Sean and Logan drifted off to sleep,I stayed awake. Not only did I not feel tired but I knew one person had to stay awake and keep watch. Can't have any bastards sneaking around here in the middle of the damn night huh?
Journal entry June 2nd 1:27 AM
I was still on lookout for my friends as they slept.I was zoned out thinking about things back where everything was safe…My wife…My home…All the negative thoughts had just now settled in. What if I die out here? Who will tell my wife…What'll happen to my home…I had to stay strong.
I was abruptly snapped out of my daze by the sound of choppers in the distance. Although I thought they were just "Off in the distance" I was wrong…The thundering sound came closer and closer….
"Sean,Logan get up" I nudged Both of them. I gripped onto Seans shoulder as his eyes opened."Choppers…" I shifted my head towards Logan. He was already standing. "Where are they coming from?" Logan asked…I slowly made my way to the door frame…since there was no door anymore."I stayed awake while y'all rested…I heard the distant thunder of em and it soon got louder." Sean stood up quickly…"What if they remembered where we landed? What if they came to scout the area? Shit we gotta go-" "We can't just run from our fucking problems…We have an advantage…We have the buildings as cover!" I started to yell due to the sound being at its loudest.
We all looked out through the cracked door frame and saw the little opening…It was lit up by one of the choppers' Light beams..The ones police use…The building shook violently as a Chopper flew right over and made a quick landing in the opening. The Chopper landed so quickly in fact that it started leaning to its side. But the Chopper stabilized itself and dropped back to its wheels.The long doors slid open in an instant. Out came 3 men dressed in Black gear.."Fuck they got the Spec.Ops. out here?!" Spec.Ops otherwise known as Special Operation…Were highly trained men…They were sent out to take care of Private and special missions.
The men walked cautiously with their guns drawn. Said guns gave off a green laser.Most likely for the bad aim they had...hehe. I knew they had night vision goggles but I don't know if they were using them…Best to assume they did use them. The men split apart one going to the building Sean and Logan checked. Another towards where we landed. And the third heading to our building. I gestured for Sean and Logan to hide…They did so…running behind a few empty boxes. Whilst I stood right behind the doors corner,out of sight. I heard the gentle footsteps of the guy walking around outside. I eventually stopped hearing his footsteps but I knew he hadn't left. After a few moments of silence I saw the green laser of his gun go through the open door frame.It went across the room and reflected off the back wall.
I once again heard his footsteps approaching. I flattened against the wall as his footsteps went from a gentle grass like walk to the sounds of soft, moldy,wood. I held my breath. He walked right past me…I slowly followed right behind him with a quiet pace.Damn floor was too old.I took one wrong step and it made a crack sound that echoed through the entire room. The Spec.Ops guy Jerked around quickly.I reacted faster than him and grabbed his gun, shoving him to the ground."Not one fucking word…" I put the gun against his neck.He squirmed for a bit but eventually gave in."Not one word…" I repeated as I took the gun off his neck.
All I could see was his dark masked face staring back at mine."Pistol now…I know you got one." He slowly reached to his hip and grabbed a Deagle by its barrel from his belt.He shakily handed it up to me. I looked at Logan and tossed him the Deagle. "Get up…I ain't gonna kill ya…We aint that evil…'' I say with my arm outstretched. I knew beneath that mask he was sweating. Fear in his eyes. He slowly grasped my hand. The tough leather of his glove pulled on my skin. "Who are you…why didn't you kill me." His voice was slightly muffled under the mask but it was audible."We're part of the PSMP…We don't kill unless we have to."
"Now hope that your little friends don't end up with a worse fate than you pal…" he backed away "Friends? You call them people my friends…Hell im lucky you captured me…" The man said pulling his mask off…"Fucking Mexicano pricks thought capturing an 'american' for their side would be useful…Use the power of America against America itself. Surprised those half assed sombrero lookin motherfuckers didn't lose their shit when they found out i wasn't loyal to em…All they did was laugh to themselves and drink goddamn tequila for who knows how long. Maybe they should lose their mustaches too? So fucking hairy even bigfoot ought to be jealous…"
I looked at him from the side of my eye. "Their still human bud…Don't be racist." He sighed and looked at me. His eyes were cold. As if staring deep into my soul. "Listen the way THEY treated me and the others in their base…That wasn't so human of them…None of this is humane." He said,getting closer."Matter of fact they-" I grabbed him by his shoulders and pushed him to the side."Shut the fuck up…Just shut it…" We all went quiet and sat there for a moment. We heard a yell from outside."¡Veamos ese edificio!"(Let's Check that Building!)
I looked at the guy we just saved. "Shit your two 'Buddies' are on the way…You…The guy we just saved…Sit on the left side of the door,I'll sit on the right…We take 'em out at the same time." He grunted to himself "Not my buddies…" We got into position and sat waiting.Our breathing was slow,calm,Quiet…"Aqui Aqui"(Over here over here) "Maverick you ok in there? You split from us…We come in" Echoed one of the voices from outside. "Maverick?" Both slowly came through the door and walked right in front of us.I looked at 'Maverick' as sweat ran down my head. I nodded to him as he looked at me."Hola Mi amigos!" Maverick said, jumping out,Grabbing the guy on the left.I grabbed the one on the right.
"The Fuck Maverick…What you doing!" Gasped the guy on the left."Im taking back my freedom…" He grabbed a gun from the waist belt of the guy and pointed it at his head."You have a 6mm at your head. I suggest not trying anything" Maverick said with a cough. The guy I was holding was slightly fighting. He swung his arm back and hit the cut I had on my head from when the Chopper blew."Agh Fuck!" I said sharply falling back. Blood trickled out of the gash as I felt my gun being tugged at. Only a moment later the room lit up from a flash. The tugging stopped.After came a thud. Logan shot the guy that was trying to take my gun.
"Well My friend…Adios," said Maverick. Another flash.The other guy now shot dead. A hole through his head."nos vemos en el infierno"(See you in hell) Said Seanwith a cold, sharp tone.Logan and Sean both walked up to us."Good…Now let's leave through the back.And well…Travel through the forest to get to the city." Logan said calmly."What about him?" Sean said, pointing to Maverick."He stays with us." I said looking over at him. He nodded and put the gun into his holster"My name's Maverick…By the way." I smiled, tying another rag around my head. "The name's Felix…That's Logan and this is Sean." Sean and Logan stuck out their hands and shook his hand."Now we walk…"
Chapter 3
Leave no man behind
"So how long have you been part of the PSMP Felix?" Maverick asked in a somewhat mellow voice. "Can't really remember…probably 55' or sometime around then." I said softly. The forest was darker than the night sky.Trees gave shade amongst the Moonlit sky. Giving everything a dark tint to things.Only light below the trees was our flashlights. A light breeze swept over the still forest making the leaves rustle gently, Letting the moon light through to the forest floor. "Y'know i think to myself where i would be if all this hadn't happened…" Logan said with a gentle sigh."I joined around the same time as ol Felix here…Or well Krystian as his REAL name eh? I just finished college. Masters degree in Computer Science."
"I was workin on a few small projects before the war." Sean followed. "I started workin on my new car that i bought, wanted to remodel the house, maybe get back into paintball after I retired for a few years for work…But the war pulled us three in hmm? High School friends now military buddies." I looked at Sean and Logan."Best choice of my life to become your friends." I smiled. Maverick looked down with a sort of bland expression. I placed my hand on his shoulder. Us still walking deeper into the woods."And you Maverick what happened to you? How'd you end up with the Mexicans?"
He sighed and fiddled with the flashlight in his hand."M-my dad and I moved to mexico for his 'work'...I think you know where this is going…" He sighed, cracking his knuckles. "Dad got a new promotion for his job and they moved the main office to Mexico City…I didnt think of it much till we actually arrived there…Almost every other street had military convoys on it…All marked with the M.R. Union symbol…Now we all know from training that…The symbol stands for the Union between Russia and Mexico, But i didn't know at that time. We moved into one of the biggest mansions in the city. What surprised me was the military base was right next to us."
"And you joined the Union? How'd that happen?" Sean asked, looking over his shoulder at Maverick. "I was home alone, doing what i do best, Fucking around…I wanted to see my dad's office inside the house,So…. I kinda picked the lock. It wasn't that impressive.Almost like the white house,heh. But when i saw a book on the ground,I thought i dropped it from his shelf.Being me i thought i was the one who knocked it down so i put it on the shelf to hide the evidence that i was in there. And well I put the book on the shelf. I heard a faint click."
"The wall opened up to show a computer interface…That's when I found all the government info against the U.S…My dad…was part of the Mexican Union…" He sighed and wiped a sweat from his face."Dad came home early and saw I had found the computer…He wasnt mad…All he said was 'Welcome to the Union boy.' Ever since then if I tried leaving the Union I would be tracked down and killed on sight…So I never really managed to escape."
We all walked silent as Maverick finished. The sun wasn't at the horizon just yet, but the faint light could be seen across the barely visible sky. "So you want to betray your father?" Logan said in a slight irritated tone as he adjusted the bag on his back. Each of us had a bag on ourselves apart from Maverick.Each bag weighing more than 50lbs. "H-here lemme get that off your back…You've had it over your shoulders for like 2 hours man" Maverick said softly as he grabbed onto one of the bags straps. "You sure there?" Logan asked as he slid the straps off his shoulders.Maverick slung the bag over his shoulders "Y'all saved my ass back there. Helped me escape…It's only fair that I try as much as I can to help you guys."
The trees were once thick and plentiful only around 5 minutes ago. Now the trees started to become scarce as we approached the end of the forest."Agh finally the forest is almost over." I said with a slight hint of joy within me. As we slowly left the wooded wall of trees and shrubbery it revealed itself to us. "LA my friends…We made it" Sean said as he looked down over the landscape. Skyscrapers literted the view."And Guys if you look down below…" I said gently. We were standing on the edge of a huge cliff. The drop being close to 500 feet or so. "This is where the first of 3 shots from Big Bertha hit LA. We're standing on the edge of the first impact crater."
The crater was 1000 feet across and nearly 600 feet deep at its lowest point. This entire 'What used to be mountain side' was now just a sheer drop to your death. I looked around the ruined landscape and sighed"We're home…" I coughed out. Sean looked at me "We gotta get down to the city…Find our way around down there." He said sharply.I shook my head "Ey we can't just barge in just yet,We don't know who or what may be in that city…I say stay back for a few hours." Sean looked at me with a stern look. "So what? Sit back and waste time when we could be getting valuable info!? I think the fuck not!" He started to walk off.
Maverick grabbed him by the shoulder."Krystian's right…We gotta stick together on this…" Sean lurched forward to get out of Mavericks grip."What the fuck do you know Maverick…You're new to us…To be honest…I…" He looked into Mavericks eyes sharply."I don't listen to Rookies." He turned around and brushed his shoulder off."I'm going solo then…See y'all who knows when!" He slung his bag over his right shoulder and started to walk. "You get killed…It won't be my fault…
End work for now
By: Blizzard767
Introduction
Journal entry 74 May-16th-2067
Ever since I got put in the -fourth squad- it's been pure hell. The squad's next area of search is somewhere that hits close to home for me. Although I'll be happy going to the city where I grew up in…it's definitely gonna be different since…all of this…has happened. Goddamn attacks from Russia ruined everything.
Journal entry 29 September-2nd-2060
What caused the fallout? Russia, all Russia…They found a way to send powerful shuttles into space carrying millions of dollars in weapons. What was the point of this you may ask? They had custom suits built to where they could fly around in the open area of space with ease. The main rocket "проникновение" or in english, Infiltration, was the rocket they used to transport Russian space force soldiers into the ISS…There they killed any personnel they spotted…Sooner or later they owned the entire Station. They rebuilt the Station along with adding to it. Now it's a central hub for any and all rockets sent by the Russians. Only a year after they took over the ISS they managed to build a huge gun on the exterior of the station,the -большая берта- or Big Bertha. This gun had the power to annihilate anything on earth. The US tried to take the station back with force in 2055. It caused havoc in and out of the station.Eventually causing the Russians to lose it.They armed the gun on the exterior of the station and fired it without even aiming.The gun was fired more than 30 times that year. Another 17 the next year. Sooner than anyone knew it…The entire world had fallen into war. Everything is rubble…Everything is destroyed…Nothing is left.
Journal entry 03 June-4th-2055
Holy Shit! Another one just hit! There goes New York! The station just hit the United States for the 3rd time! I pray that we don't get hit next…oh god please don't let it be us…Don't let it hit LA.
Journal entry 01 March-15th-2055
I recently joined this one private government military group…It's not anything like the armed forces…It's unique…The PSMP ,or the Private Spy Military Project, is a group formed by the government that is used to disarm any threat to the United states. Along with that…It's used to sneak into zones where we shouldnt normally go.For example. Breaking into an oil rig owned by the Russian government,Off the coast of Antarctica.We knew there was something in there we needed. We snuck into that rig to steal plans for a Theoretical super weapon by the name of Big Bertha.Luckily we made it outta there…We didnt get out quietly either…We blew that rig sky high. Even though we have the first half of the plans…The other half is still in Russia's grasp. God knows what they're gonna do with a weapon like that…
Chapter 1
Home Sweet Home
"Listen I have nothing to do with that idea…You're the one who brought it up." I said with a raspy voice."Oh don't lie to yourself Felix! We know you're the one who burned the tent down at camp" said one of the squad members across from me."We would know since you're the only one with burn marks on your ass!" the cargo bay filled with laughter. We were currently flying over southern California…Our mission was to spot any private groups within the ruins of LA. My home…It was said that there was an influx of Russian sightings within the area. We have high suspicion that some Russians might be occupying the areas in and around the city.
"Alright listen up Boys…We're gonna be at our destination in half an hour or so…Be on high alert for any and all suspicious activity in and round the city…" The head of the Squad said with a loud voice,To overcome the loud roar of the helicopter as it flew over the barren landscape that was once full of life."There's 5 of us in this little Squad. You were privately selected as some of the best PSMP members so my expectations are that you Boys know how to work things out…" he said sharply "What are our plans when we land?" Said Charles with a grin."We had a small Squadron of men enter LA territory…We haven't heard from them in over 2 weeks…You guys gotta get in there…And see what happened…Note, while not getting spotted. Cause if you do, high chances are you won't be making it back out in one piece…Most likely what happened to our squad we sent those 2 weeks ago"
I sighed leaning back against the metal wall of the helicopter's cargo bay. I tapped my hands against my legs out of boredom. I looked to my side and met Sean's gaze."What's up?" I said with a slight cough. He shrugged and looked forward."I dont know its just that we're going back home…Or going back to what's left of it." I pat him on the shoulder. "We may still see some familiar landmarks when we get into the city…Besides now you can actually go wherever without consequence since it's all abandoned." He looked back over at me. "Not unless any russians have to say something 'bout it, ey?" I shook my head and pointed towards the front of the cargo bay where a rack of M-15's and Ak's sat."Those brutal beauties will surely shred through anything that gets in our path." He nodded his head and stretched."If that ain't enough…Wait till we get some grenades and whatnot…Instead of finding a Russian body with holes in it,We'll play a more advanced version of finding the pieces of the puzzle."
I hit him lightly in the back."So what, we playing lego star wars all over again…Gotta rebuild that mini figure,Jedi style?" Sean tried to hold his laugh back but failed miserably.The others overheard our laughter and got curious."What are you two ladies laughing about?" said Logan pulling out a cigarette."Ya know jokes aint good for a grown man." I sighed"Neither are cigarettes that eventually kill you?" Logan stared at me as he slowly pulled out a lighter and lit his cigarette,Never breaking eye contact with me."We might die any time now…What's a few minutes gonna do?" he said, placing the ,now smoking ,Cigarette in his mouth.
I slowly leaned my head back to rest it against the metal.I slowly closed my eyes and let out a deep breath. The quietness of the cargo bay did not remain. "Hey! Uhm we aren't expecting an escort are we?" yelled Logan, as he looked out the window of the helicopter. I jerked up and looked out the window.Everyone did the same."Oh shit…" I say as my heart drops. "Get the damn guns boys…We're shooting down some Russian scum!" I said running for my gun. "Oi i'm getting a radio signal…Lemme put it on the helicopter's intercom!" Yelled Sarg as he ran for his gun.The speakers crackled for a moment…then a deep voice with a strong russian accent came through."State reason you are here? Who are you with?" I looked at Logan and shook my head towards the radio"Didnt you take Russian classes! Go talk shit to the guy…Tell em to fuck off or we'll give em hell!"
The helicopter's side doors slid open as Logan got on the radio "мы знаем, кто вы, если вы не отступите, мы уволим(we know who you are, If you don't back down we will fire" logan said sharply. I grabbed my M-15 and knelt down near the open door aiming at the approaching chopper. The speaker crackled "Bring it слабаки (Weaklings)" Logan looked at us."Fuck them up"
In only moments after Logan said to fire we did. Three M-15's vs a single chopper? It's easy to see who would win."Guys more approaching from the west!" Yelled Sean running to the other side of the Helicopter."How many?" Logan yelled over his shoulder"bout 3!" Sean responded.
After a moment, the First chopper's Rotors blew. The Chopper started spinning as it plummeted towards the ground.As last ditch effort I saw a russian jump from the falling chopper with a rifle.As he plummeted further and further don he opened fire.A few bullets missed but one struck the window to my left.Glass flew through the Heli but nobody got hurt.The deafening sound of gunshots rang through the Helicopter as Sean, Logan and the others shot at the approaching Choppers.I reloaded my mag of my M-15…But accidentally dropped it out of the Helicopter."Shit…"
I looked towards Logan and his face went pale."Grab your bags!" he yelled, jumping back."Holy sh-" I got cut off by a deafening roar as the back side of our helicopter got struck by a rocket. The red lights started to go off as the emergency alarm turned on. The back half of the helicopter was gone.The Heli started dropping at an alarming rate. I rushed to my bag,above the seat I was sitting in previously,and put it on with a spare parachute. "Everyone ok!?" I yelled, preparing to jump."We're good!" yelled Sean. As I got ready to jump my memory went blank and my vision white. Once I got back to my senses all I saw was the helicopter broken in two falling down to the earth.I could see Sean and Logan falling some distance above me,Looks like it was around 200 feet.
The Russian choppers were still at flight level and didn't seem to be following.What a relief.I looked around quickly as the ground was approaching slowly. LA was right in view. I glanced back up at both Logan and Sean as they were speeding up to me. I waved my hand so they could see me better. They eventually fell to my side,the wind picking up. I pointed out to a small clearing in a forest with a few run down buildings. They nodded and gave a thumbs up. We all dove further down towards the clearing. When we were close enough we pulled our chutes and floated down to the area I pointed to.
The ground got closer and closer as we drifted down. The wind hitting my face…The right side of my face stung but I brushed off the pain. Logan landed first and Sean second.After a few moments I got close to the landing.A big gust of wind flung me to the side.My chute caught the top branch of a tree. All I felt was the sharp feeling of branches hitting me as I fell through the tall tree. I felt a strong tug as my chute finally caught onto a larger branch, leaving me to dangle in the air. I looked down and saw I was around 10 feet from the ground. "Krystian damn it!" I heard Sean yell as he rushed to me.
"I'm good Guys!" I yelled down, as I started fumbling with the clip on my parachute. I eventually unclipped my parachute and dropped the 10 foot distance,doing a role to break my fall. When I stood up Sean's eyes opened wide."Krystian your right side of your face is all bloody!" I slowly put my hand to my face and looked at it.Blood dripped down my hand."Patch it up will ya?" I said sharply. While Sean wrapped a rag around the right side of my face, Logan ran over and slid on his knees to me side."Gimme a recap of his damage Sean" Sean sighed deeply "It's only a flesh wound…It'll heal over time…Must have been you hitting the metal wall of the Heli when it blew…" I sighed and looked at both Logan and Sean."What about the Sergeant and the other 2…" Sean shook his head."Sarg went into the cockpit with the other 2 to get a look of the area…That's when the second rocket hit the front of the Helicopter…Wiped them all out…"
I looked at both of them and shook my head."Look over that tree line…what do you see? Seems familiar?" I pointed in front of us."I see a run down skyline of skyscrapers and buildings''Logan said quietly.I nodded my head.Sean sighed "Were home boys…" He patted my shoulder as he tightened the rag around my head."...Home sweet home…"
Chapter 2
Cleared out
Journal entry 75 June 1st
The air grew colder as night approached closer and closer. It had been around 4 or so hours since the heli went down. The guys are off across the clearing checking some shacks and such that are here. Im sitting in this depressing hut with my bag against the wall, My gun leaning against the wall by my side. The floor is softer than I first anticipated. It's made of wood…Makes sense, this shitty hut's been around for years..atleast i think so due to the state it's in. We're not doing anything really interesting tonight…Settle down for the night and await the morning.
Logan and Sean came back around the same time I finished my journal entry. "We found a few useful things in the shacks" said Sean panting. His bag was nearly falling off his shoulders. He dropped the bag with a muffled thud against the rotted wooden floor."Apparently this place was a security checkpoint before the Russians took over LA. We found documents from our government security team." said Logan "Here..take a look" Sean said, handing a folder from his bag. I look at the document and read it outloud.
Security Document 472 code 1818
Checkpoint 9 Final zone
Mission status UNKNOWN
Writer - General Conor W.
Today's Events are stated that PSMP ( Private Spy Military Project ) Should be sending much needed reinforcements to the inner wall fortifications of LA at the southern skyline. Support is 47 hours overdue. Current timestamp ( February 2nd 10:57 AM ) Reinforcements were due January 31st 12PM…Radio sent for answers from Captain Brooks back at Evac Headquarters in LA and for Mark Douglas at PSMP headquarters(Location not disclosed) Evac got back only minutes later stating PSMP was undergoing a tactical relocation. Headquarters was only 2 miles from a Russian scout group. (Relocation once again will not be stated) Due to these events, Fortification must come from within LA instead of the promised reinforcements outside from PSMP.So where do we get the inner reinforcements from then? We either grab People from the western coast weakening the coastline itself or we grab from the east…The east is the weakest already…And the coast is the Pacific Ocean.
Russia has strong access to the Pacific. But An idea has been reached.PSMP has another supply depot with thousands of extra men 400 miles due east of the eastern wall. We have sent for permission to extract The eastern wall's troops and fortify the southern border against potential Mexican Revolt. Eastern wall is the best choice for us. It only took PSMP Depot 17 around an hour to respond. The plan to fortify the eastern wall with Depot soldiers was accepted. Men had already been sent.
Current timestamp ( February 2nd 17:04 PM ) Reinforcements are estimated to arrive at the crack of dawn.Hopefully everything will be alright by then .God knows what'll happen by then.
Current timestamp ( February 2nd 22:18 PM) EMERGENCY EVACUATION
Mexican troops are approaching due south-east. Fucking hell its estimated 3 to 1 odds….We are so fucking screwed.
(Document End)
I slump back and sit for a second. We look at eachother and all share the same facial expression."That's why we never heard back from this Security checkpoint …along with the men we came on the mission to look for…" I say softly. Logan leaned against the wall."Mark L. was said to be in the Squad we searched for…Our buddy…Ol' pal we met from our first mission." He said softer than I did. Sean nodded "He died doing what he lov-" "He Isn't guaranteed dead you dumbass…They could have just captured Em" I say sternly with a sharp tone.
Sean sighed, silencing himself. "Whatever happened will be explained soon…We're leaving here tomorrow…The city is definitely where everyone is…Maybe that's where they could have been taken." Logan nodded and threw his bag off to the side. "What other things did y'all gather apart from the documents?" Sean slowly opened his bag and shoved his hand into it.He rustled through it and pulled out a few magazines. "They really took almost everything when they came through here…These half used mags were all that we found.
Logan leaned against the wall.he slowly slumped down and slid down to a sitting position. "Get some rest you two…We gotta get outa here while the sun is still below the horizon…Move like predators in the dark." Logan said as he pulled his hat over his drooping eyes. I sighed and positioned my bag on my left to make a sort of "makeshift" pillow. While both Sean and Logan drifted off to sleep,I stayed awake. Not only did I not feel tired but I knew one person had to stay awake and keep watch. Can't have any bastards sneaking around here in the middle of the damn night huh?
Journal entry June 2nd 1:27 AM
I was still on lookout for my friends as they slept.I was zoned out thinking about things back where everything was safe…My wife…My home…All the negative thoughts had just now settled in. What if I die out here? Who will tell my wife…What'll happen to my home…I had to stay strong.
I was abruptly snapped out of my daze by the sound of choppers in the distance. Although I thought they were just "Off in the distance" I was wrong…The thundering sound came closer and closer….
"Sean,Logan get up" I nudged Both of them. I gripped onto Seans shoulder as his eyes opened."Choppers…" I shifted my head towards Logan. He was already standing. "Where are they coming from?" Logan asked…I slowly made my way to the door frame…since there was no door anymore."I stayed awake while y'all rested…I heard the distant thunder of em and it soon got louder." Sean stood up quickly…"What if they remembered where we landed? What if they came to scout the area? Shit we gotta go-" "We can't just run from our fucking problems…We have an advantage…We have the buildings as cover!" I started to yell due to the sound being at its loudest.
We all looked out through the cracked door frame and saw the little opening…It was lit up by one of the choppers' Light beams..The ones police use…The building shook violently as a Chopper flew right over and made a quick landing in the opening. The Chopper landed so quickly in fact that it started leaning to its side. But the Chopper stabilized itself and dropped back to its wheels.The long doors slid open in an instant. Out came 3 men dressed in Black gear.."Fuck they got the Spec.Ops. out here?!" Spec.Ops otherwise known as Special Operation…Were highly trained men…They were sent out to take care of Private and special missions.
The men walked cautiously with their guns drawn. Said guns gave off a green laser.Most likely for the bad aim they had...hehe. I knew they had night vision goggles but I don't know if they were using them…Best to assume they did use them. The men split apart one going to the building Sean and Logan checked. Another towards where we landed. And the third heading to our building. I gestured for Sean and Logan to hide…They did so…running behind a few empty boxes. Whilst I stood right behind the doors corner,out of sight. I heard the gentle footsteps of the guy walking around outside. I eventually stopped hearing his footsteps but I knew he hadn't left. After a few moments of silence I saw the green laser of his gun go through the open door frame.It went across the room and reflected off the back wall.
I once again heard his footsteps approaching. I flattened against the wall as his footsteps went from a gentle grass like walk to the sounds of soft, moldy,wood. I held my breath. He walked right past me…I slowly followed right behind him with a quiet pace.Damn floor was too old.I took one wrong step and it made a crack sound that echoed through the entire room. The Spec.Ops guy Jerked around quickly.I reacted faster than him and grabbed his gun, shoving him to the ground."Not one fucking word…" I put the gun against his neck.He squirmed for a bit but eventually gave in."Not one word…" I repeated as I took the gun off his neck.
All I could see was his dark masked face staring back at mine."Pistol now…I know you got one." He slowly reached to his hip and grabbed a Deagle by its barrel from his belt.He shakily handed it up to me. I looked at Logan and tossed him the Deagle. "Get up…I ain't gonna kill ya…We aint that evil…'' I say with my arm outstretched. I knew beneath that mask he was sweating. Fear in his eyes. He slowly grasped my hand. The tough leather of his glove pulled on my skin. "Who are you…why didn't you kill me." His voice was slightly muffled under the mask but it was audible."We're part of the PSMP…We don't kill unless we have to."
"Now hope that your little friends don't end up with a worse fate than you pal…" he backed away "Friends? You call them people my friends…Hell im lucky you captured me…" The man said pulling his mask off…"Fucking Mexicano pricks thought capturing an 'american' for their side would be useful…Use the power of America against America itself. Surprised those half assed sombrero lookin motherfuckers didn't lose their shit when they found out i wasn't loyal to em…All they did was laugh to themselves and drink goddamn tequila for who knows how long. Maybe they should lose their mustaches too? So fucking hairy even bigfoot ought to be jealous…"
I looked at him from the side of my eye. "Their still human bud…Don't be racist." He sighed and looked at me. His eyes were cold. As if staring deep into my soul. "Listen the way THEY treated me and the others in their base…That wasn't so human of them…None of this is humane." He said,getting closer."Matter of fact they-" I grabbed him by his shoulders and pushed him to the side."Shut the fuck up…Just shut it…" We all went quiet and sat there for a moment. We heard a yell from outside."¡Veamos ese edificio!"(Let's Check that Building!)
I looked at the guy we just saved. "Shit your two 'Buddies' are on the way…You…The guy we just saved…Sit on the left side of the door,I'll sit on the right…We take 'em out at the same time." He grunted to himself "Not my buddies…" We got into position and sat waiting.Our breathing was slow,calm,Quiet…"Aqui Aqui"(Over here over here) "Maverick you ok in there? You split from us…We come in" Echoed one of the voices from outside. "Maverick?" Both slowly came through the door and walked right in front of us.I looked at 'Maverick' as sweat ran down my head. I nodded to him as he looked at me."Hola Mi amigos!" Maverick said, jumping out,Grabbing the guy on the left.I grabbed the one on the right.
"The Fuck Maverick…What you doing!" Gasped the guy on the left."Im taking back my freedom…" He grabbed a gun from the waist belt of the guy and pointed it at his head."You have a 6mm at your head. I suggest not trying anything" Maverick said with a cough. The guy I was holding was slightly fighting. He swung his arm back and hit the cut I had on my head from when the Chopper blew."Agh Fuck!" I said sharply falling back. Blood trickled out of the gash as I felt my gun being tugged at. Only a moment later the room lit up from a flash. The tugging stopped.After came a thud. Logan shot the guy that was trying to take my gun.
"Well My friend…Adios," said Maverick. Another flash.The other guy now shot dead. A hole through his head."nos vemos en el infierno"(See you in hell) Said Seanwith a cold, sharp tone.Logan and Sean both walked up to us."Good…Now let's leave through the back.And well…Travel through the forest to get to the city." Logan said calmly."What about him?" Sean said, pointing to Maverick."He stays with us." I said looking over at him. He nodded and put the gun into his holster"My name's Maverick…By the way." I smiled, tying another rag around my head. "The name's Felix…That's Logan and this is Sean." Sean and Logan stuck out their hands and shook his hand."Now we walk…"
Chapter 3
Leave no man behind
"So how long have you been part of the PSMP Felix?" Maverick asked in a somewhat mellow voice. "Can't really remember…probably 55' or sometime around then." I said softly. The forest was darker than the night sky.Trees gave shade amongst the Moonlit sky. Giving everything a dark tint to things.Only light below the trees was our flashlights. A light breeze swept over the still forest making the leaves rustle gently, Letting the moon light through to the forest floor. "Y'know i think to myself where i would be if all this hadn't happened…" Logan said with a gentle sigh."I joined around the same time as ol Felix here…Or well Krystian as his REAL name eh? I just finished college. Masters degree in Computer Science."
"I was workin on a few small projects before the war." Sean followed. "I started workin on my new car that i bought, wanted to remodel the house, maybe get back into paintball after I retired for a few years for work…But the war pulled us three in hmm? High School friends now military buddies." I looked at Sean and Logan."Best choice of my life to become your friends." I smiled. Maverick looked down with a sort of bland expression. I placed my hand on his shoulder. Us still walking deeper into the woods."And you Maverick what happened to you? How'd you end up with the Mexicans?"
He sighed and fiddled with the flashlight in his hand."M-my dad and I moved to mexico for his 'work'...I think you know where this is going…" He sighed, cracking his knuckles. "Dad got a new promotion for his job and they moved the main office to Mexico City…I didnt think of it much till we actually arrived there…Almost every other street had military convoys on it…All marked with the M.R. Union symbol…Now we all know from training that…The symbol stands for the Union between Russia and Mexico, But i didn't know at that time. We moved into one of the biggest mansions in the city. What surprised me was the military base was right next to us."
"And you joined the Union? How'd that happen?" Sean asked, looking over his shoulder at Maverick. "I was home alone, doing what i do best, Fucking around…I wanted to see my dad's office inside the house,So…. I kinda picked the lock. It wasn't that impressive.Almost like the white house,heh. But when i saw a book on the ground,I thought i dropped it from his shelf.Being me i thought i was the one who knocked it down so i put it on the shelf to hide the evidence that i was in there. And well I put the book on the shelf. I heard a faint click."
"The wall opened up to show a computer interface…That's when I found all the government info against the U.S…My dad…was part of the Mexican Union…" He sighed and wiped a sweat from his face."Dad came home early and saw I had found the computer…He wasnt mad…All he said was 'Welcome to the Union boy.' Ever since then if I tried leaving the Union I would be tracked down and killed on sight…So I never really managed to escape."
We all walked silent as Maverick finished. The sun wasn't at the horizon just yet, but the faint light could be seen across the barely visible sky. "So you want to betray your father?" Logan said in a slight irritated tone as he adjusted the bag on his back. Each of us had a bag on ourselves apart from Maverick.Each bag weighing more than 50lbs. "H-here lemme get that off your back…You've had it over your shoulders for like 2 hours man" Maverick said softly as he grabbed onto one of the bags straps. "You sure there?" Logan asked as he slid the straps off his shoulders.Maverick slung the bag over his shoulders "Y'all saved my ass back there. Helped me escape…It's only fair that I try as much as I can to help you guys."
The trees were once thick and plentiful only around 5 minutes ago. Now the trees started to become scarce as we approached the end of the forest."Agh finally the forest is almost over." I said with a slight hint of joy within me. As we slowly left the wooded wall of trees and shrubbery it revealed itself to us. "LA my friends…We made it" Sean said as he looked down over the landscape. Skyscrapers literted the view."And Guys if you look down below…" I said gently. We were standing on the edge of a huge cliff. The drop being close to 500 feet or so. "This is where the first of 3 shots from Big Bertha hit LA. We're standing on the edge of the first impact crater."
The crater was 1000 feet across and nearly 600 feet deep at its lowest point. This entire 'What used to be mountain side' was now just a sheer drop to your death. I looked around the ruined landscape and sighed"We're home…" I coughed out. Sean looked at me "We gotta get down to the city…Find our way around down there." He said sharply.I shook my head "Ey we can't just barge in just yet,We don't know who or what may be in that city…I say stay back for a few hours." Sean looked at me with a stern look. "So what? Sit back and waste time when we could be getting valuable info!? I think the fuck not!" He started to walk off.
Maverick grabbed him by the shoulder."Krystian's right…We gotta stick together on this…" Sean lurched forward to get out of Mavericks grip."What the fuck do you know Maverick…You're new to us…To be honest…I…" He looked into Mavericks eyes sharply."I don't listen to Rookies." He turned around and brushed his shoulder off."I'm going solo then…See y'all who knows when!" He slung his bag over his right shoulder and started to walk. "You get killed…It won't be my fault…
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