SubZero61992
July 23rd, 2005, 05:05 PM
Hey people, it has been quite a while since I posted but since summer I have had a busy life. I decided today to write an idea I had on paper and since I havent written anything in a while I wanted to know what you think of it because I know it needs many more details. However, this isn't all of it, just a piece I have written so far. Sorry for the cursing.
Chapter One
“ Give me directions off of this ****ing street damn it!” commander zero six shouted into his radio. It had been a terrible day of battle in the hot desert sands. This was where the alien cult group Jovagaia had first attacked military defense cannons and troop transports. Following orders from Zero Six was Dak, or in the military code Zero Two Five. His legs were crouched as he held his assault rifle ready to put two shots in the chest and one in the head for any Jovagaia who walked inside their temporary shelter.
“ Zero Six you need to calm down! We will be with you as soon as possible but right now we are helping other squads!” came the voice of an elite soldier through Zero Six’s radio. “ Son of a bitch!” Zero Six shouted removing his gray helmet. Dak sat scared but mostly excited. Looking through his helmets eye visor he watched Zero Six’s helmet fall to the ground with the digital numbers Zero Six above it.
“ Sir the Jovagaia are heading towards us!” Zero Three Nine shouted. Dak swung his head to get a better view of the situation. “ Zero Two Five! Equip your sniper piece and get on the upper floor!” Zero Six commanded. Dak paused for a moment in silent disagreement. “ Zero Seven go with him!” he said shortly after. Dak turned and began to ascend the stairs with Zero Seven behind him. He hit his knees on the floor and pulled a sniper attachment for his gun from his bag. Propping it on the window ledge he took aim.
“ Don’t shoot yet.” Zero Seven told him.
“ Okay.” Dak breathed looking through the scope. Its built in computer chip made aiming much easier as it gave probabilities of a critical shot to a selected target. Dak watched the Jovagaia’s blue streaked purple heads turn to scan the area like a praying mantis. He aimed precisely as sweat dripped from the neck of his helmet. He couldn’t wait to remove his camouflaged armor which was beginning to cling to his wet body.
“ I’m sorry but I cannot concentrate with this helmet on.” he finally said. He put down his rifle and pushed a button that released his helmet from his neck armor. “ That’s a lot better!” he gasped then he turned around to get his rifle. “ Zero Two Five move!!!” Zero Seven shouted in frustration. Dak flinched in unsuspected pain as a plasma bullet zipped through his shoulder. “ Argh! ****!” he cried. Zero Seven grabbed Dak’s sniper and began to fire rapidly.
“ Commander is calling us!” Zero Seven called to Dak. Dak grabbed his helmet and snapped it back on. “ I’m fine!” Dak told Zero Seven as he tried to help.
Chapter One
“ Give me directions off of this ****ing street damn it!” commander zero six shouted into his radio. It had been a terrible day of battle in the hot desert sands. This was where the alien cult group Jovagaia had first attacked military defense cannons and troop transports. Following orders from Zero Six was Dak, or in the military code Zero Two Five. His legs were crouched as he held his assault rifle ready to put two shots in the chest and one in the head for any Jovagaia who walked inside their temporary shelter.
“ Zero Six you need to calm down! We will be with you as soon as possible but right now we are helping other squads!” came the voice of an elite soldier through Zero Six’s radio. “ Son of a bitch!” Zero Six shouted removing his gray helmet. Dak sat scared but mostly excited. Looking through his helmets eye visor he watched Zero Six’s helmet fall to the ground with the digital numbers Zero Six above it.
“ Sir the Jovagaia are heading towards us!” Zero Three Nine shouted. Dak swung his head to get a better view of the situation. “ Zero Two Five! Equip your sniper piece and get on the upper floor!” Zero Six commanded. Dak paused for a moment in silent disagreement. “ Zero Seven go with him!” he said shortly after. Dak turned and began to ascend the stairs with Zero Seven behind him. He hit his knees on the floor and pulled a sniper attachment for his gun from his bag. Propping it on the window ledge he took aim.
“ Don’t shoot yet.” Zero Seven told him.
“ Okay.” Dak breathed looking through the scope. Its built in computer chip made aiming much easier as it gave probabilities of a critical shot to a selected target. Dak watched the Jovagaia’s blue streaked purple heads turn to scan the area like a praying mantis. He aimed precisely as sweat dripped from the neck of his helmet. He couldn’t wait to remove his camouflaged armor which was beginning to cling to his wet body.
“ I’m sorry but I cannot concentrate with this helmet on.” he finally said. He put down his rifle and pushed a button that released his helmet from his neck armor. “ That’s a lot better!” he gasped then he turned around to get his rifle. “ Zero Two Five move!!!” Zero Seven shouted in frustration. Dak flinched in unsuspected pain as a plasma bullet zipped through his shoulder. “ Argh! ****!” he cried. Zero Seven grabbed Dak’s sniper and began to fire rapidly.
“ Commander is calling us!” Zero Seven called to Dak. Dak grabbed his helmet and snapped it back on. “ I’m fine!” Dak told Zero Seven as he tried to help.