Chapter 1

I dove through the woods, outrunning a quintuplet of conscripts. I reached our small outpost of army tents, in which both tents and arms had been brought in via Nighthawk. A two barreled mini-gun was sitting there, set up on a tripod, manned by one of our teams GI's Andrew Minac.

"Minac, they're right behind me, man"... I said diving over a small barricade of sandbags. The Conscripts broke through the underbrush and saplings, giving us a clear shot. 5.56mm and .50 caliber rounds echoed out into the woods. Empty shells hit the ground, what little remained of the Conscripts followed suit. Once they all hit the ground the barrels on the mini-gun stopped, and the assault rifles were lowered and reloaded. 

"Jeff, get their guns!"
"Aye, Aye boss!" Jeff Ikverse, one of my teams SEAL's moved forward, MP5 raised, then he reached the
downed Conscipts, and picked up their AK-74's, tossing them over the sandbags, all five of them, two extra clips
for each gun followed, then a quintuplet of Kalishnikov 9mm secondaries followed. Six people ran over and tossed them in the arms tent. I grabbed a 45mm HE (High Explosive) grenade and a clip of 5.56mm ammo then proceeded to reload my M16/203.

"Uh, boss, we have a problem"
"What?" I asked
"Make that a BIG problem, Rob"... Jeff said.
"WHAT IS IT!" I shouted. Just then ten Rhino heavy tanks broke through the forest, continuing to crush saplings and tear up ferns as they came toward us. One of the tanks spun it's barrel around, pointing it right at me.

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