Post by DW Hamill on Dec 1, 2012 23:14:01 GMT
Character Name: David William Hamill
Rank: Master Sergeant to First Lieutenant (Or higher)
Nationality: American
History:
Winter is a time of depression for many who live in the northern United States. It is during this same time that the people wish for a change, for something that could bring great happiness. For Martha and John Hamill, it was the birth of their first child in January of 1913. The couple had been recently married, Martha was nineteen, and John was twenty-one. Upon being married, the two ran off to North Dakota where they set up a farm outside the state capital, Bismarck. After living for a year in their new home, David Hamill was born.
Martha was ecstatic about having a child, and she did her best to care for him. John, was only happy that his son would grow up and become a helping hand for him on the farm. A brief time of happiness surrounded the family for four years, until the day American joined in on the Great War. John was pulled into the war, and was sent over to France.
Martha would take over some of the farm work while he was gone, trying to make ends meet, even with the amount of money John was making serving in the military. During this time, the young David was already getting attached to his mother, and had forgotten about his father.
When the Great War ended, and John came home, but not as he used to be, he had returned as a changed man. He became an alcoholic, spending much of his money on alcohol and staying away from home. When Prohibition was instated, he started getting into powerful fits of anger, beating his wife. It was in the same year that David had gotten his first sibling, Samuel.
David had lived the next few years of his life in a rough spot, he had started working with his father on the farm, doing all the work he had been asked to do, and care for the animals. His younger brother had taken notice of the abuse their father gave out, so he was instilled with fear from his father. David tried to alleviate this fear, and would take Sam out to the barn to hide whenever their father was having one of his moments.
Somewhere along the lines of this, the family had begun growing, and in 1931, they had increased to being a family of five. It was also in this year that David finally took a stand. Through his life he had stayed at the farm, ignoring his opportunity to go to school on a regular basis, so that he could help his family. To offset this, he had been going to see the priest of the local chapel, and there he was handling all of his learning needs on the weekends, mainly all day Sunday.
When he had turned eighteen, he wanted to move out of the house and go to a college. The night he wanted to talk to his father, he was out on one of his drinking sprees again, staying with a friend who had a distillery. David waited until his father came home to speak with him, fully knowing that he was in a drunk stupor.
The first person his father came into contact with, was his mother. And so began yet another one of the beatings. David didn't know how his mother could put up with him, with the beatings. Having believed that she had put up with more than enough beatings, David intervened, and easily took his father down, knocking him unconscious.
His mother told him to leave, and that she would take care of the family, hoping that her husband would not beat her more because David had stepped out of line. He quickly left his home with only the belongings he had on him. He knew nothing about the world around him, even when he reached Bismarck.
David knew nothing about the college world, so as he cast off his own feelings towards his family, and tried to enter the college in town. He was quickly denied, both due to his lack of a high school education, and to his financial situation. Depressed, David was on his way out of town, when he saw a man in a uniform, shouting at the crowd.
David walked over to the man, and found out what he was talking about, why he was shouting at the crowds that walked the streets. The man quickly abandoned his shouting, and began talking to David about the United States Army and the opportunities it gave to those who signed up.
The Recruiter had done his job successfully, because David went into the recruitment center and signed up. In that very office space, he was given his physical, and signed up officially to join the United States Army.
A bus came by, and picked up all the recent recruits, and brought them to the nearest training facility. David was the youngest of the group, with many of the other men being older and wanting to sign up for the money that they would be allowed to send back home.
When they reached the training facility, all the recruits were let off the bus, and were given the run down on how they would act as members of the military. David thought the rules were simple, so he never made the mistake of not following them.
The easiest part he found, was the constant physical training they were put through. This was great for him because he had already been doing things like this for his entire life. Even when they moved onto weapons expertise, he did a fine job a that, having shot rifles at home all the time.
At the end of the Basic Training, the platoon that David had been assigned too, chose him to become the speaker of the group, and their Drill Sergeant had taken note of his and had him promoted to Private First Class.
The first assignment David was given was at Fort Benning where he was to be taken into the United States Army Infantry School. It was through this program that David learned the what he truly wanted to do. He wanted to become a career soldier. A soldier that would protect other people from harm. He completed the curriculum of the Infantry School and stayed on at Fort Benning to serve with the soldier there, mainly helping within the Basic Training Courses.
He continued to work at Fort Benning, saving up all the money he had made through his service, and kept it for when he was going to use it. Mainly he had spent very little money, as he was already living the life he had wanted. It was simple, and everything he had wanted had been provided for him.
In 1936, David Wallace had reached the rank of Staff Sergeant, and was serving as a Weapons Course Instructor. It was this year that Hitler had started making his grab for power, and making himself known. David didn't really care for something like this, so he let it pass.
His rise through the ranks was not necessarily fast, but it was the one thing the Army was doing to keep things moving. David had begun making plans for how he wanted to continue his military career. He had chosen to become a Drill Sergeant to train incoming recruits. After applying for this transfer, he was denied, stating that he did not fit the rank requirement.
Wanting to move on, he continued in his duties as a Weapons Course Instructor. After another month, he got orders that he was being sent to Fort Myer for assignment as a Colonel's aide.
David did not understand this position, but he did as he was asked, and was shipped to Fort Myer in Virginia. Upon reaching his new base, he was immediately sent to his new commander, the colonel for getting to know him. The colonel he would be doing this for was George S. Patton. Under the supervision of Patton, David was well taken care of because he was accepted for his want in joining the military, and continuing his career. In 1938, Patton took his unit out to compete in a military simulation against another regiment. David served him at this time, and showed his potential for a command position.
When their unit was losing the simulation, David pointed out that if a small unit were to break through the center of the other regiments defense line, they would crumble, because the commander was too focused on protecting his flanks. Colonel Patton gave him orders to make it so, and to do so with any soldiers up at the front of his line.
So, David did as he was asked and helped break through the lines, leading a group of ten soldier through and using unorthodox tactics, break through the line and make their way all the way back to the Headquarters of the opposing side.
Having successfully followed his orders, and paving the way for Patton's victory, the Colonel gave him new orders to return to Fort Benning for an Advanced Infantryman Course, to be followed with a new command as a company's First Sergeant.
In 1939 he successfully completed all the courses he need and was given his new position, and was placed within a unit of seasoned soldiers, none having seen combat, but all being enlisted soldiers. This same year David applied for a position in the Officer Candidate School. He had been accepted and given a recommendation by his commanding officer and was on his way.
He completed the Officer Candidate School with a near flawless record, and was given his commission as a Second Lieutenant. David heard about his old commander, Colonel Patton, being moved out to Fort Knox for the creation of the United States Army Armor School. He quickly applied to be transferred over and to take part in the new school.
With the help of his old commander recognizing his name, he had been accepted and went through to this new school where he learned everything that he would ever care to know about tanks.
He graduated with the rest of the class, being voted most likely to become a General. The first unit he was put into was the 192nd Armored Regiment, scheduled to be sent to the Philippines. When the unit was shipped out, David was left behind because he had caught the flu and was forced to stay behind, losing his command. Though, this was not to his dismay, because the newly appointed General Patton had given him a new commission into the 2nd Armored Division to serve as an armored platoon commander.
It was over this year that David finally proposed to a girl he had met while he was at Fort Benning in Georgia, and the two got married, and she came to live on the base with him. Her name was Abigail, and the two had been in correspondence for the past two years. He started spending his money and was able to get a house in Virginia for her to stay in while he was still at the base. Whenever he had time off, he would go and visit her.
When the war was officially started for America, David could not believe how lucky he had been to not be sent to the Philippines. Then he got word that their division was going to mobilize, they were heading for the war front. He was spending a lot of time on the base and was having a hard time finding enough time to write home, but when he could, he did.
He had gotten news in April of 1942 that his wife was pregnant, but he was not allowed to stay with her during this time, because he was being sent off for the war, and he was going to be there for a long time.
Writing Sample:
Location: Virginia Woodlands and Fields outside of Fort Myer
Time: 1312 Hours, July 22, 1938
Weather Conditions: Rainy but still light outside. Overcast skies.
David inhaled a deep breath. The cold droplets of rain were bouncing off his helmet. Some were collecting and would drip off every now and then. Falling down onto his chest. There, the droplets were collecting into the already soaked uniform. When David exhaled, he could see his breath. The temperature had dropped with the coming storm.
His dark brown eyes were staring forward, back towards where he had come from. Why did I have to say what I did? He asked himself. He couldn't believe he had told the Colonel what he did. He was shivering right now, and it wasn't because of the cold. He was afraid. Fear had crept into him. Even though a part of him knew that this was just a military simulation, he was still filled on adrenaline for what was going on. Next to him were several other soldiers, each looking just as ragged as him.
He gripped the rifle he held in his arms. It was the only weapon he had besides the knife that he had tucked into its sheath on his belt. Another deep breath came and went before David finally collected himself.
All around him were trees. The middle of the enemy line was in a forest. How could he let such a place be where he wanted to attack. There was no knowing where people might be hiding. He was leaning against a tree, as were several other soldiers that were with him. He didn't have enough time to remember their names, this was the first time he had ever met them. But when he looked over to them, they were all younger than him. New recruits that were supposed to have been trained in. David ignored this, and looked back over to them.
"Alright," he said, grabbing their attention and gazes. "We've got the enemy's line right in front of us, and we're going to break through it."
"How, sir?" One of the men asked, he had the young voice that a fresh recruit always had.
David smiled at this, throwing aside his fear, or at least putting it somewhere else. "We've got a good platoon, or even company in front of us, and there is only one easy way to break through it."
"Which way is that, sir?"
The Staff Sergeant just kept smiling. He had thought about it over and over again. None of the men in the units would be experienced, so they would all be jumpy. It was with this thinking that he planned to take down a large force with his much smaller one.
"As we get close to them, we'll start running, and run right through their line. But I also want you all to scream. Scream, yell, holler, as loudly as you can. That should be enough to make them think a much larger group is coming to attack them," David said, filling his voice with confidence so that the others would believe him, and follow through with the actions.
He then stood up, keeping his back against the tree, held his rifle up parallel to his body, took a deep breath, then signaled with his right hand for everyone to move out.
The small group was only made up of five men, along with David, so six total. They were sneaking through the woods, keeping their bodies low to the ground, not speaking. The only sound that could be heard was that of rain falling on leaves, and with that, the ever so often branch being broken under foot. David's hands were freezing. That was one of the only things that he could think about at the moment. His trigger finger was itching to pull the trigger, even if it was at nothing. He just wanted to pull it.
With calm thinking, he flushed this idea from his mind, and kept walking, the other men on both of his sides, then he heard it. The sound of voices came above the sound of rain. They were there. They had reached the enemy line, and were close enough that they should have been seen by now.
It was a chance of luck that they had not been seen yet, so David quietly thanked God, then motioned for the other men to stop. They all did so. With his left hand, he then signaled for all the men to do their part. They were prepared to do what they needed in order to break through the line.
"INCOMING! THEY'RE HERE!" David shouted as he ran forward, keeping his rifle vertical to his body. The other men were doing the same as they all ran forward. Much to David's amazement, they had scared the life out of the group before them, and they had all ducked for cover, or had started retreating, screaming about a battalion coming down on them.
David ran, letting go of his rifle with one hand, and kept going. Motioning for his men to continue their shouting. When they had safely pierced the enemy line, they were still running, but this time, they were not alone.
The group of six were all running next to each other now. Surrounded by the enemy who could not tell the difference since they were all wearing the same uniform, this group went. Suddenly, they heard shouting.
"Get your asses back in position!"
It was an officer. An officer had come up and was ordering the men to go back the way they had come.
David turned away, and started walking backwards. He pulled out his knife while he kept going, trying to get closer to the officer. When he got close enough, he spun around and brought his knife to the officer's neck, signifying a stealth kill. The officer got an angry look on his face, but without saying a word, he let it go.
During this, the group had commandeered a radio that they pulled from a guy that they had "killed" as well. David quickly manned the radio and tuned it to the frequency that their side was using.
"Nay, Nay. We have broken through, I repeat. We have broken through."
With that, the assault would start. David took his group together and told them to continue forward. Their enemies would notice that they were missing an officer and another man soon enough.
The group took off running back to where the enemy main headquarters would be located. David had checked his map and compass before they took off, so they would know where they were going. From here on in, it would be easier to make it places, but taking over the other Colonel's headquarters would be an interesting feat to pull off.
It took them only fifteen minutes to get nearly two miles through the woods. At this point, they would reach the Colonel's headquarters. And there it was sitting right before the group of six men. They were all grouped together and sitting behind a log that covered them as they peered through the branches into an open field with the headquarters sitting right in the middle of it.
"What do we do sir? They're right there in the middle of an open field!" One of the soldiers exclaimed, though he did not speak loudly, rather he was quiet when speaking.
"We do exactly what they wouldn't expect. We'll go through the field."
"But how sir, that field is flat and open, there is no way to not be seen."
"It is dark enough out that we will blend in with the ground, so we'll crawl across the field until we reach the camp, then walk through until we reach the Colonel and we make 'em surrender," David explained, trying to remain positive, when even he was doubting this plan.
The small group of soldiers then made their way to the field's edge, and lay down, as they began to crawl across the field. David could feel the grass scraping against his stomach. His rifle lay across his arms as he lead the crawl. It was slow going, but he knew they would make it eventually.
This proved to be true when they got close enough to the camp. David had the group crawl behind a tent before they stood up. When they did, he looked down at his watch and he could tell that it had been three hours since they had set out on their mission. He took a deep breath, and then led the group through the camp. They could hear radios going off about how the other side had broken through their line and was making their way to the headquarters.
David brought his men along until they reached the Colonel's tent. For now they had not been noticed, then David realized the one flaw in his plan. But it was too late now. As soon as his team went into the tent, they met the whole staff of the Colonel. About fifteen men, including the Colonel were staring them down. David and his team had their rifles up and were aiming them at the group.
"Do you surrender?" David asked over the rifle he was holding.
The Colonel had a shocked look on his face, then he smiled and said, "Yes."
Please Note: My RP is better when actually writing with other people, and the email associated to this character is: nightenhawk.00@gmail.com
Rank: Master Sergeant to First Lieutenant (Or higher)
Nationality: American
History:
Winter is a time of depression for many who live in the northern United States. It is during this same time that the people wish for a change, for something that could bring great happiness. For Martha and John Hamill, it was the birth of their first child in January of 1913. The couple had been recently married, Martha was nineteen, and John was twenty-one. Upon being married, the two ran off to North Dakota where they set up a farm outside the state capital, Bismarck. After living for a year in their new home, David Hamill was born.
Martha was ecstatic about having a child, and she did her best to care for him. John, was only happy that his son would grow up and become a helping hand for him on the farm. A brief time of happiness surrounded the family for four years, until the day American joined in on the Great War. John was pulled into the war, and was sent over to France.
Martha would take over some of the farm work while he was gone, trying to make ends meet, even with the amount of money John was making serving in the military. During this time, the young David was already getting attached to his mother, and had forgotten about his father.
When the Great War ended, and John came home, but not as he used to be, he had returned as a changed man. He became an alcoholic, spending much of his money on alcohol and staying away from home. When Prohibition was instated, he started getting into powerful fits of anger, beating his wife. It was in the same year that David had gotten his first sibling, Samuel.
David had lived the next few years of his life in a rough spot, he had started working with his father on the farm, doing all the work he had been asked to do, and care for the animals. His younger brother had taken notice of the abuse their father gave out, so he was instilled with fear from his father. David tried to alleviate this fear, and would take Sam out to the barn to hide whenever their father was having one of his moments.
Somewhere along the lines of this, the family had begun growing, and in 1931, they had increased to being a family of five. It was also in this year that David finally took a stand. Through his life he had stayed at the farm, ignoring his opportunity to go to school on a regular basis, so that he could help his family. To offset this, he had been going to see the priest of the local chapel, and there he was handling all of his learning needs on the weekends, mainly all day Sunday.
When he had turned eighteen, he wanted to move out of the house and go to a college. The night he wanted to talk to his father, he was out on one of his drinking sprees again, staying with a friend who had a distillery. David waited until his father came home to speak with him, fully knowing that he was in a drunk stupor.
The first person his father came into contact with, was his mother. And so began yet another one of the beatings. David didn't know how his mother could put up with him, with the beatings. Having believed that she had put up with more than enough beatings, David intervened, and easily took his father down, knocking him unconscious.
His mother told him to leave, and that she would take care of the family, hoping that her husband would not beat her more because David had stepped out of line. He quickly left his home with only the belongings he had on him. He knew nothing about the world around him, even when he reached Bismarck.
David knew nothing about the college world, so as he cast off his own feelings towards his family, and tried to enter the college in town. He was quickly denied, both due to his lack of a high school education, and to his financial situation. Depressed, David was on his way out of town, when he saw a man in a uniform, shouting at the crowd.
David walked over to the man, and found out what he was talking about, why he was shouting at the crowds that walked the streets. The man quickly abandoned his shouting, and began talking to David about the United States Army and the opportunities it gave to those who signed up.
The Recruiter had done his job successfully, because David went into the recruitment center and signed up. In that very office space, he was given his physical, and signed up officially to join the United States Army.
A bus came by, and picked up all the recent recruits, and brought them to the nearest training facility. David was the youngest of the group, with many of the other men being older and wanting to sign up for the money that they would be allowed to send back home.
When they reached the training facility, all the recruits were let off the bus, and were given the run down on how they would act as members of the military. David thought the rules were simple, so he never made the mistake of not following them.
The easiest part he found, was the constant physical training they were put through. This was great for him because he had already been doing things like this for his entire life. Even when they moved onto weapons expertise, he did a fine job a that, having shot rifles at home all the time.
At the end of the Basic Training, the platoon that David had been assigned too, chose him to become the speaker of the group, and their Drill Sergeant had taken note of his and had him promoted to Private First Class.
The first assignment David was given was at Fort Benning where he was to be taken into the United States Army Infantry School. It was through this program that David learned the what he truly wanted to do. He wanted to become a career soldier. A soldier that would protect other people from harm. He completed the curriculum of the Infantry School and stayed on at Fort Benning to serve with the soldier there, mainly helping within the Basic Training Courses.
He continued to work at Fort Benning, saving up all the money he had made through his service, and kept it for when he was going to use it. Mainly he had spent very little money, as he was already living the life he had wanted. It was simple, and everything he had wanted had been provided for him.
In 1936, David Wallace had reached the rank of Staff Sergeant, and was serving as a Weapons Course Instructor. It was this year that Hitler had started making his grab for power, and making himself known. David didn't really care for something like this, so he let it pass.
His rise through the ranks was not necessarily fast, but it was the one thing the Army was doing to keep things moving. David had begun making plans for how he wanted to continue his military career. He had chosen to become a Drill Sergeant to train incoming recruits. After applying for this transfer, he was denied, stating that he did not fit the rank requirement.
Wanting to move on, he continued in his duties as a Weapons Course Instructor. After another month, he got orders that he was being sent to Fort Myer for assignment as a Colonel's aide.
David did not understand this position, but he did as he was asked, and was shipped to Fort Myer in Virginia. Upon reaching his new base, he was immediately sent to his new commander, the colonel for getting to know him. The colonel he would be doing this for was George S. Patton. Under the supervision of Patton, David was well taken care of because he was accepted for his want in joining the military, and continuing his career. In 1938, Patton took his unit out to compete in a military simulation against another regiment. David served him at this time, and showed his potential for a command position.
When their unit was losing the simulation, David pointed out that if a small unit were to break through the center of the other regiments defense line, they would crumble, because the commander was too focused on protecting his flanks. Colonel Patton gave him orders to make it so, and to do so with any soldiers up at the front of his line.
So, David did as he was asked and helped break through the lines, leading a group of ten soldier through and using unorthodox tactics, break through the line and make their way all the way back to the Headquarters of the opposing side.
Having successfully followed his orders, and paving the way for Patton's victory, the Colonel gave him new orders to return to Fort Benning for an Advanced Infantryman Course, to be followed with a new command as a company's First Sergeant.
In 1939 he successfully completed all the courses he need and was given his new position, and was placed within a unit of seasoned soldiers, none having seen combat, but all being enlisted soldiers. This same year David applied for a position in the Officer Candidate School. He had been accepted and given a recommendation by his commanding officer and was on his way.
He completed the Officer Candidate School with a near flawless record, and was given his commission as a Second Lieutenant. David heard about his old commander, Colonel Patton, being moved out to Fort Knox for the creation of the United States Army Armor School. He quickly applied to be transferred over and to take part in the new school.
With the help of his old commander recognizing his name, he had been accepted and went through to this new school where he learned everything that he would ever care to know about tanks.
He graduated with the rest of the class, being voted most likely to become a General. The first unit he was put into was the 192nd Armored Regiment, scheduled to be sent to the Philippines. When the unit was shipped out, David was left behind because he had caught the flu and was forced to stay behind, losing his command. Though, this was not to his dismay, because the newly appointed General Patton had given him a new commission into the 2nd Armored Division to serve as an armored platoon commander.
It was over this year that David finally proposed to a girl he had met while he was at Fort Benning in Georgia, and the two got married, and she came to live on the base with him. Her name was Abigail, and the two had been in correspondence for the past two years. He started spending his money and was able to get a house in Virginia for her to stay in while he was still at the base. Whenever he had time off, he would go and visit her.
When the war was officially started for America, David could not believe how lucky he had been to not be sent to the Philippines. Then he got word that their division was going to mobilize, they were heading for the war front. He was spending a lot of time on the base and was having a hard time finding enough time to write home, but when he could, he did.
He had gotten news in April of 1942 that his wife was pregnant, but he was not allowed to stay with her during this time, because he was being sent off for the war, and he was going to be there for a long time.
Writing Sample:
Location: Virginia Woodlands and Fields outside of Fort Myer
Time: 1312 Hours, July 22, 1938
Weather Conditions: Rainy but still light outside. Overcast skies.
David inhaled a deep breath. The cold droplets of rain were bouncing off his helmet. Some were collecting and would drip off every now and then. Falling down onto his chest. There, the droplets were collecting into the already soaked uniform. When David exhaled, he could see his breath. The temperature had dropped with the coming storm.
His dark brown eyes were staring forward, back towards where he had come from. Why did I have to say what I did? He asked himself. He couldn't believe he had told the Colonel what he did. He was shivering right now, and it wasn't because of the cold. He was afraid. Fear had crept into him. Even though a part of him knew that this was just a military simulation, he was still filled on adrenaline for what was going on. Next to him were several other soldiers, each looking just as ragged as him.
He gripped the rifle he held in his arms. It was the only weapon he had besides the knife that he had tucked into its sheath on his belt. Another deep breath came and went before David finally collected himself.
All around him were trees. The middle of the enemy line was in a forest. How could he let such a place be where he wanted to attack. There was no knowing where people might be hiding. He was leaning against a tree, as were several other soldiers that were with him. He didn't have enough time to remember their names, this was the first time he had ever met them. But when he looked over to them, they were all younger than him. New recruits that were supposed to have been trained in. David ignored this, and looked back over to them.
"Alright," he said, grabbing their attention and gazes. "We've got the enemy's line right in front of us, and we're going to break through it."
"How, sir?" One of the men asked, he had the young voice that a fresh recruit always had.
David smiled at this, throwing aside his fear, or at least putting it somewhere else. "We've got a good platoon, or even company in front of us, and there is only one easy way to break through it."
"Which way is that, sir?"
The Staff Sergeant just kept smiling. He had thought about it over and over again. None of the men in the units would be experienced, so they would all be jumpy. It was with this thinking that he planned to take down a large force with his much smaller one.
"As we get close to them, we'll start running, and run right through their line. But I also want you all to scream. Scream, yell, holler, as loudly as you can. That should be enough to make them think a much larger group is coming to attack them," David said, filling his voice with confidence so that the others would believe him, and follow through with the actions.
He then stood up, keeping his back against the tree, held his rifle up parallel to his body, took a deep breath, then signaled with his right hand for everyone to move out.
The small group was only made up of five men, along with David, so six total. They were sneaking through the woods, keeping their bodies low to the ground, not speaking. The only sound that could be heard was that of rain falling on leaves, and with that, the ever so often branch being broken under foot. David's hands were freezing. That was one of the only things that he could think about at the moment. His trigger finger was itching to pull the trigger, even if it was at nothing. He just wanted to pull it.
With calm thinking, he flushed this idea from his mind, and kept walking, the other men on both of his sides, then he heard it. The sound of voices came above the sound of rain. They were there. They had reached the enemy line, and were close enough that they should have been seen by now.
It was a chance of luck that they had not been seen yet, so David quietly thanked God, then motioned for the other men to stop. They all did so. With his left hand, he then signaled for all the men to do their part. They were prepared to do what they needed in order to break through the line.
"INCOMING! THEY'RE HERE!" David shouted as he ran forward, keeping his rifle vertical to his body. The other men were doing the same as they all ran forward. Much to David's amazement, they had scared the life out of the group before them, and they had all ducked for cover, or had started retreating, screaming about a battalion coming down on them.
David ran, letting go of his rifle with one hand, and kept going. Motioning for his men to continue their shouting. When they had safely pierced the enemy line, they were still running, but this time, they were not alone.
The group of six were all running next to each other now. Surrounded by the enemy who could not tell the difference since they were all wearing the same uniform, this group went. Suddenly, they heard shouting.
"Get your asses back in position!"
It was an officer. An officer had come up and was ordering the men to go back the way they had come.
David turned away, and started walking backwards. He pulled out his knife while he kept going, trying to get closer to the officer. When he got close enough, he spun around and brought his knife to the officer's neck, signifying a stealth kill. The officer got an angry look on his face, but without saying a word, he let it go.
During this, the group had commandeered a radio that they pulled from a guy that they had "killed" as well. David quickly manned the radio and tuned it to the frequency that their side was using.
"Nay, Nay. We have broken through, I repeat. We have broken through."
With that, the assault would start. David took his group together and told them to continue forward. Their enemies would notice that they were missing an officer and another man soon enough.
The group took off running back to where the enemy main headquarters would be located. David had checked his map and compass before they took off, so they would know where they were going. From here on in, it would be easier to make it places, but taking over the other Colonel's headquarters would be an interesting feat to pull off.
It took them only fifteen minutes to get nearly two miles through the woods. At this point, they would reach the Colonel's headquarters. And there it was sitting right before the group of six men. They were all grouped together and sitting behind a log that covered them as they peered through the branches into an open field with the headquarters sitting right in the middle of it.
"What do we do sir? They're right there in the middle of an open field!" One of the soldiers exclaimed, though he did not speak loudly, rather he was quiet when speaking.
"We do exactly what they wouldn't expect. We'll go through the field."
"But how sir, that field is flat and open, there is no way to not be seen."
"It is dark enough out that we will blend in with the ground, so we'll crawl across the field until we reach the camp, then walk through until we reach the Colonel and we make 'em surrender," David explained, trying to remain positive, when even he was doubting this plan.
The small group of soldiers then made their way to the field's edge, and lay down, as they began to crawl across the field. David could feel the grass scraping against his stomach. His rifle lay across his arms as he lead the crawl. It was slow going, but he knew they would make it eventually.
This proved to be true when they got close enough to the camp. David had the group crawl behind a tent before they stood up. When they did, he looked down at his watch and he could tell that it had been three hours since they had set out on their mission. He took a deep breath, and then led the group through the camp. They could hear radios going off about how the other side had broken through their line and was making their way to the headquarters.
David brought his men along until they reached the Colonel's tent. For now they had not been noticed, then David realized the one flaw in his plan. But it was too late now. As soon as his team went into the tent, they met the whole staff of the Colonel. About fifteen men, including the Colonel were staring them down. David and his team had their rifles up and were aiming them at the group.
"Do you surrender?" David asked over the rifle he was holding.
The Colonel had a shocked look on his face, then he smiled and said, "Yes."
Please Note: My RP is better when actually writing with other people, and the email associated to this character is: nightenhawk.00@gmail.com
