QuailPilot
Spaceman
I was thinking about making a Marine story one day while playing WC1. So here it starts.
Chapter 1 Training with Srgt. Henderson Day 1
I can't belive I am finally here! The Marines finaly accepted me in to the accademy! I met someone who is joining the same squad as me. He is Prvt. Arthur Develon. Art said we are getting one of the harder sarges. I laughed at him saying to him that nothing is going to stop me getting into the squad. Art look at me strangly and shook his head. We laughed and walk into our tent. One of the other privates, Jorgen Rehn ran to us and said that we have to met our sarge in his tent. We went with Jorgen to meet the rest of our squad and our sarge.
Everyone was haaveing a good time out side of the sarges tent when the sarge bursted out of the tent and said, " Ok fellas I hope you had a good time. Because you are not getting liberty a few months."
We stopped talking right then and there. A bird was heard in the distance. It was still quiet untill Art asked a question. "Sir..." Sarge yelled at him saying "QUIET, I did not give you permission to speak!"
Everyone stared wide eyed at him. Then sarge laughed and said " You thought I was Ol Blood and Gut himself? Because I am! YOU!" he pointed at poor Jorgen " Run to that hill over there and back!"
Jorgen didn't run fast enough for him. The Sarge yelled some words that I did not know previously that I won't mention here. Then he pointed at me and said "YOU!" I stepped forward and said " Yes sah!" He did the unexpected: he smiled. "You passed. You can also show the squad some markman ship."
He handed me a M161. The standard rifle used by land battleing marines used. He said that "See that target over there...shoot it."
I gulped and raised the gun aimed and fired...but unfourtulantly missed. It was to high. I expected the sarge to give the same verbal attack to me as he did to Jorgen, but all he said was "At least you had the right idead to aim higher there Prvt. Kolesar," he spotted another victim Prvt. Mike Stone "You! put that backpack on!" Stone put it on trembleing. Sarge "Stop twiching! Ok here is a 50 pound wieght."
He dropped the wieght in the backpack and told Mike he was going to put more weights in the backpack till he collapsed. He also told everyone elso to leave. That ended the first day of training. Worse days to follow.
To be continued
Chapter 1 Training with Srgt. Henderson Day 1
I can't belive I am finally here! The Marines finaly accepted me in to the accademy! I met someone who is joining the same squad as me. He is Prvt. Arthur Develon. Art said we are getting one of the harder sarges. I laughed at him saying to him that nothing is going to stop me getting into the squad. Art look at me strangly and shook his head. We laughed and walk into our tent. One of the other privates, Jorgen Rehn ran to us and said that we have to met our sarge in his tent. We went with Jorgen to meet the rest of our squad and our sarge.
Everyone was haaveing a good time out side of the sarges tent when the sarge bursted out of the tent and said, " Ok fellas I hope you had a good time. Because you are not getting liberty a few months."
We stopped talking right then and there. A bird was heard in the distance. It was still quiet untill Art asked a question. "Sir..." Sarge yelled at him saying "QUIET, I did not give you permission to speak!"
Everyone stared wide eyed at him. Then sarge laughed and said " You thought I was Ol Blood and Gut himself? Because I am! YOU!" he pointed at poor Jorgen " Run to that hill over there and back!"
Jorgen didn't run fast enough for him. The Sarge yelled some words that I did not know previously that I won't mention here. Then he pointed at me and said "YOU!" I stepped forward and said " Yes sah!" He did the unexpected: he smiled. "You passed. You can also show the squad some markman ship."
He handed me a M161. The standard rifle used by land battleing marines used. He said that "See that target over there...shoot it."
I gulped and raised the gun aimed and fired...but unfourtulantly missed. It was to high. I expected the sarge to give the same verbal attack to me as he did to Jorgen, but all he said was "At least you had the right idead to aim higher there Prvt. Kolesar," he spotted another victim Prvt. Mike Stone "You! put that backpack on!" Stone put it on trembleing. Sarge "Stop twiching! Ok here is a 50 pound wieght."
He dropped the wieght in the backpack and told Mike he was going to put more weights in the backpack till he collapsed. He also told everyone elso to leave. That ended the first day of training. Worse days to follow.
To be continued