02-13-2013
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Meanwhile:
Jacob ran towards the front line, within a few moments he was joining a hundred marines on a road, surrounded by cars.
Marine: We got one more coming up!
Marine 2: Give 'em room!
Jacob slid into cover and looked at the marines. Many noticed his rank and started to adjust themselves.
Marine: Sir, we weren---
Jacob: No formalities now gentlemen!
Jacob paused, he began to set up his sniper.
Jacob: I am just another soldier in hell with the rest of you! Oorah?
Many of the marines spirits were lifted, having an officer, especially a laid-back one, out on the field was a good thing. Many cheered, many threw their hands up, and many replied "Oorah!"
Jacob turned to the marines next to him, there was an assortment of weapons. DMRs, Battle Rifles, Assault Rifles, SMGs...etc. Enough firepower to keep the Covenant at bay for them to get a reading of the amount.
The two marines standing next to Jacob, were holding Battle Rifles.
Marine: Captain...whats the mission?
Jacob: We hold here until we get a good judgement of the force. Once I call it, we retreat...fall back into the buildings. We're going to pretend like we are the only force out here...on my signal I'm blowing up two buildings and funneling the Covenant.
Marine: Like fish in a barrel?
Jacob nodded.
Jacob: Exactly...name and rank soldiers?
Marine: Private Albert Jameson, sir.
Marine 2: Private Nicholas Vistan, Captain.
Jacob: Jameson...Vistan. Got it.
Jacob paused.
Jacob: You both volunteered for this?
Jameson: Yessir...we all did.
Jacob: Family?
Vistan: We all have somebody on San Angeles...mom, dad, sibling, spouse.
Vistan paused.
Vistan: We just want them out of here.
Jacob nodded.
Jacob: I understand...Genesis was my wife's home planet. She begged me to get people she knew out.
Jacob paused. He looked at Vistan and Jameson.
Jacob: Privates... I'm going to let you in a little secret.
Jacob paused.
Jacob: You can't save everyone without losing yourself.
Jacob looked at Vistan and Jameson...the two simply nodded. They understood what he meant. Jacob had been fighting this war for fifteen years, and he hadn't lost himself...he hadn't saved everyone.
Not yet.
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