• "After we take here... we should move the 1st Armoured Division here, to choke enemy reinforcements." The commander said, moving his fingers along a map.
    "But then wha--" Gen. Jack Harvey said, getting cut off from a light rumble.
    "What's that?!" The commander called out, looking at me.
    "Sargent, get your squad together and go check the area." He commanded me, I nod.
    I get up, picking up my rifle as I do. Walking out of the cold, dimly lit concrete room. "Harvey, Daley, Sampson; on your feet." I commanded, beckoning my men to me.
    "What is it Sarge?" They whine, Private Harvey, a buff man, about 27, with black and blond hair down to the back of his neck, dark brown eyes, and tanned skin; Private Sampson, A skinny guy, real young too, only 21, bright blond stubs for hair, a slight beard, like most young men I see around, bright blue eyes, not someone who seems likely to make it in this war; and Corporal Daley, Orange-Red hair, covering his forehead, a slight build, hazel eyes, he's been in my squad for a long while now; and myself, Sargent Burton, dark brown, almost black hair that covers one of my eyes, but the back doesn't go down too far, a little more than average build, dark brown eyes, rectangular glasses, I've been with the Rebellion since it started; joined with my best friend, and now Cpl.
    "Where we going Sarge?" Cpl asks me, walking right by me.
    "We're going to secure the area." I reply, gripping the icy handle a of a steel door.
    "Ready your weapons." I say, lifting my rifle to my shoulder in my other hand. I pull the door open, Harvey and Sampson immediately walk out.
    "Clear" They call, quietly. Cpl then myself walk out, rifles ready. I close the door behind me.
    "Proceed to the left." I command, my rifle to my shoulder as i walk through the snow; it covers half of my shin. The ground shakes once again, this time violently.
    "Eyes open." I call out.
    "Movement spotted! 3 o'clock!" Sampson calls, I look to the area, and open fire. They do the same, just after me. I see the object drop.
    "Move up, lets see what we shot." I say, waving forward. I track through the snow, looking left from right.
    "Careful, it's an open plan." Daley points out, staying low. I nod, waving forward again; faster. I start jogging slightly. I hear them close behind me. We arrive at the tree-line where the object was spotted.
    "Fan out, and search for it." I command, waving my hand from left to right. I walk into the tree line, the snow dying down in here.
    "I found it!" Harvey calls out, I run over, crushing twigs, and stumbling over roots while i do.
    "Yupp, it was an enemy..." I hear Daley say, as I arrive at the body.
    "Okay guys, eyes open, and stay low. Sampson, so alert the Commander of this." I say, aiming around.
    "Roger." He replies, running off.
    "Daley, try to find some foot prints." I command, beckoning Harvey to stay close to me. I walk into the forest more, the light dimming more and more; the trees bigger and closer together.
    "Harvey, stay close, and be sure to check side to side." I command, looking around myself still.
    "Yes sir." He replies.
    "I FOUND SOME!" I hear Daley call out. I turn around, and Harvey's already started back. I jog back, still looking around cautiously. I get back a little after Harvey; Daley pointing to the ground at a trail of footprints.
    "Good job." I say to him. Sampson comes back into the forest, out of breath.
    "What's wrong?" Harvey asks him, he then falls to the ground; his body makes a hard thump when he does. A large puddle of blood encircles him already.
    "Get down!" I command, leaning against a tree. The sound of treads and wheels appears, not too far away; growing louder.
    "They're gonna follow his foo--" I say, and stop, hearing the breaking of twigs. I look at the other two, Daley's on the ground, and Harvey's laying by a small bunch of fallen branches. The sounds of the wheels and treads crushing the snow continues to get louder. I peek around the tree and there's a squad of about 10 people; about 10 ft from me. I press my back against the tree, looking at Daley. He shrugs, looking around, I then point around me, behind the tree. He peeks up a bit, then immediately gets down; his face pale. I peek around the tree, seeing that they are only a few feet from us. I go back, breathing heavily. I look at Harvey, and he's peeking through the bunch of branches.
    "YOU KILLED MY BEST FRIEND!" He screams out, getting up a little and opening fire. The sounds and flashes of his barrel loud & bright. Immediately there's return fire, and he falls back. "K-kill... the--." He says quietly, holds all over his body. The fire doesn't stop. The sound of wood ripping all over from the bullets. Daley looks at me, freaked out. I look down, and see blood gushing out of my side.
    "Shitt--..." I say, falling to the ground, my sight slowly going dark. I see Daley lay by me, and put blood all over him. I nod, laying still and dead-like. More gun fire starts, my vision going darker and darker.
    "REINFORCEMENTS HAVE ARRIVED!" I hear a familiar voice call out.
    "GET A MEDIC OVER HERE!" Daley, yelling. My vision black now, my hearing failing me as well as my sense of touch.
    "You'll be o.. ka--..." I hear a faint voice, then my body lift off the ground.

    [Phase 1.. End.]