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out five driving in single file, heading toward the coast. Ally strained her eyes but couldn’t make out any markings on the Humvees, she wasn’t sure if they were the good guys or the bad soldiers. She sat on her horse watching as the Humvees traveled down the road and was about to turn away when there was a loud shriek and the middle Humvee exploded into a ball of fire. Her horse reared up and it was all Ally could do to stay on its back. The reins dug into her hands as she clutched onto them for dear life and just as her horse began to calm down there was another shriek, followed by another explosion. Tiger whimpered for a split second then began barking down toward where all the noise was coming from.
“Jesus, what is happening?” Adam yelled.
Ally pulled her horse around and looked back to the road. All but one of the Humvees was nothing more than burning wreckage; the last one was speeding down the roadway as quick as it could. Something in the sky caught her eye and she watched as what appeared to be a giant radio-controlled airplane dove down and then pulled up quickly. Seconds later the last Humvee exploded.
“A drone,” Adam explained breathlessly.
“We’ve got to get out of sight,” Dena said as she turned her horse around and spurred it toward the woods. Adam followed quickly behind.
Ally stared down at the burning wreckage and knew that no one could have survived that. She looked back to the sky and it was clear. The drone had disappeared from view.
“Ally, get out of sight!” Dena screamed, followed quickly by a bark from Tiger.
Ally turned her horse around and they sprinted toward the safety of the woods.
Ben
Ben sat against the cold wall bundled in every stitch of clothing he owned, watching as his breath came out in bone-white plumes. Winter was upon them and the city was frozen over. Snow covered everything and the wind was cold enough to steal the air from your very lungs. All of the soldiers sat in this room bundled up but still shivering. They were at war and being searched for so a fire was out of the question. They could either light a fire and wait for a missile to come screaming into their building or not light a fire and freeze to death. They had chosen to freeze to death.
Reaper walked past and tossed him a quarter of a ration. It was meager but Ben still scooped it up and bit into the hard protein bar. They had hit up every listed supply drop in the nearby area but they were still running low on food. They spent more time hunting and searching for food then they did fighting back against the Chinese. Hunger had become a much more pressing enemy. Despite that they had still managed to bring the fight to the Chinese. After they destroyed the supply convoy they had hit another on that same road a week later. After that the Chinese began randomly sending helicopters along with the convoys or sending additional Humvees. They were patient, though, and waited for them to send out a convoy without the extra help. When they did they hit that one as well. If it hadn’t been for the harsh winter coming so soon they would still be disrupting the supply lines.
Ohio came over and sat next to Ben. “You mind?”
“’Course not,” Ben said, scooting over. Ohio was older than him by a handful of years but Ben was the more experienced soldier. Together they still didn’t even add up to a quarter of the experience the rest of Reaper’s soldiers had. With that said, though, Ohio had begun to hold his own, even more so than Ty, who still bristled at being given orders at times.
“We had some tough winters back home,” Ohio started as he wrapped a blanket around him,
“Jesus, what is happening?” Adam yelled.
Ally pulled her horse around and looked back to the road. All but one of the Humvees was nothing more than burning wreckage; the last one was speeding down the roadway as quick as it could. Something in the sky caught her eye and she watched as what appeared to be a giant radio-controlled airplane dove down and then pulled up quickly. Seconds later the last Humvee exploded.
“A drone,” Adam explained breathlessly.
“We’ve got to get out of sight,” Dena said as she turned her horse around and spurred it toward the woods. Adam followed quickly behind.
Ally stared down at the burning wreckage and knew that no one could have survived that. She looked back to the sky and it was clear. The drone had disappeared from view.
“Ally, get out of sight!” Dena screamed, followed quickly by a bark from Tiger.
Ally turned her horse around and they sprinted toward the safety of the woods.
Ben
Ben sat against the cold wall bundled in every stitch of clothing he owned, watching as his breath came out in bone-white plumes. Winter was upon them and the city was frozen over. Snow covered everything and the wind was cold enough to steal the air from your very lungs. All of the soldiers sat in this room bundled up but still shivering. They were at war and being searched for so a fire was out of the question. They could either light a fire and wait for a missile to come screaming into their building or not light a fire and freeze to death. They had chosen to freeze to death.
Reaper walked past and tossed him a quarter of a ration. It was meager but Ben still scooped it up and bit into the hard protein bar. They had hit up every listed supply drop in the nearby area but they were still running low on food. They spent more time hunting and searching for food then they did fighting back against the Chinese. Hunger had become a much more pressing enemy. Despite that they had still managed to bring the fight to the Chinese. After they destroyed the supply convoy they had hit another on that same road a week later. After that the Chinese began randomly sending helicopters along with the convoys or sending additional Humvees. They were patient, though, and waited for them to send out a convoy without the extra help. When they did they hit that one as well. If it hadn’t been for the harsh winter coming so soon they would still be disrupting the supply lines.
Ohio came over and sat next to Ben. “You mind?”
“’Course not,” Ben said, scooting over. Ohio was older than him by a handful of years but Ben was the more experienced soldier. Together they still didn’t even add up to a quarter of the experience the rest of Reaper’s soldiers had. With that said, though, Ohio had begun to hold his own, even more so than Ty, who still bristled at being given orders at times.
“We had some tough winters back home,” Ohio started as he wrapped a blanket around him,
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