“What’s it saying.” I asked Miles.
“All units prepare for fire.” Miles looked down at the speaker and then at me.
“Well let’s fight for our country!” He laughed patting me on the back.
Just then shots started surrounding us. Gun shots came from the left, right everywhere I looked I could smell the metal that was released by them. I was like nothing before. They had prepared us for this. I trained for years yet still there was nothing that could prepare. I layed on that familiar rock. I was watching the world around me while being apart of it. I shoot my gun, blasting bullets at the enemy. I saw them drop to the ground, and image I would never be able to erase. Grenades