1. Retired - Chapter One - Home


    Date: 9/23/2017, Categories: Science-Fiction, Author: Brootforce, Rating: 89.8, Source: sexstories.com

    edge. Cautiously, I looked over to see the insurgents gathered behind a low concrete wall. I was just about to target and fire when a noise behind me caused me to roll. Randall had followed me. I nodded to him. “Target the men. Try not to damage their weapons -- we need them,” I spoke in a hoarse whisper. I knew this day would likely end with us dead, but I could not stand by and let the rest of my squad get picked off one by one. He nodded and drew his side arm. We popped up and opened fire. The six insurgents went down with a total of nine shots. They never got off a shot in return. We both dropped off of the roof to retrieve the weapons. That is where I made my mistake. I had not checked to see if there were any insurgents on the other side of the intersection. The explosion behind me threw me across the street and I landed on the small strip of lawn near the concrete wall. I managed to roll over the top of the three foot wall and then looked back to help Randall. What I saw will always remain one of my worst memories. There were pieces of my childhood friend lying all over the street. In a screaming rage, I pulled up the grenade launcher that lay there next to me. I rapidly fired both grenades and dropped to look for more. Once I had reloaded, I popped up again to find the first two had done the job. The hovercar they used for cover was a smoking ruin. Their bodies were scattered all over the street. I spun to look up the other end of the street. Another group of ...
    insurgents had another platoon pinned down on the far end. I did not pause to think. I fired the grenades into the two positions. A few seconds later and there were more bodies to my credit. I whistled the all-clear signal to the soldiers behind me as I picked up a rifle and the bag of grenades. Men came around and started to gather heavier weapons that could be used. My platoon moved forward as we worked our way down the street. By the time the air support arrived, we had taken down twenty-one groups of terrorists. Along with the air support arrived supply shuttles with our weapons. The clean-up took four days. At the end of that time, I had seventy-two confirmed kills and over a hundred assists. Even the veteran platoons watched me with respect. I received my first medal a week later, “Bravery under fire”. Randall received a medal, too. His was sent home with the pieces we could find. ********* I shook out of that memory and continued getting ready for dinner. The pain of that day still haunted me. I had lost my last link to my home world. I then had no one I considered family. I shook my head to clear it. Those days so long ago had shaped my future. I had received a new family. A family that was more important to me than anything else in the universe. I dressed in my finest civilian suit. I did not have many civilian clothes and knew I would have to do some shopping before I headed out to see my new ranch. I had spent most of my career in uniform. My rugged face had seen too many ...
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