Hey guys. I made this story like 3 or 4 months ago, but it was never read. Why? Cuz I posted it in ffBut I wrote 7 chapters and I felt like I was going unnoticedI am going to continue after chapter 7 so dont lose hope >anyway I'll start with a lil introduction and we'll start from there. (I wasn't as good of a writer 3 or 4 months ago so just bear with me on this)(Thank god for notes) Interlude 1: Meet the Teams Team Saber: Sergeant Arthur Daniels Major William Conners Corporal Fred Bywater Lt. John Wallace Team Saber is the second best team consisting of four members. Known for there outstanding missions in Guam, Haiti, and New York they are a team you can defiantly count on. Team Iron: Cpt. Mark Johnson Lt. Drake Sanchez Sgt. Paul Colonial Team Iron is the most ruthless and feared team for there lack of mercy. When these guys are in combat they won't take no for an answer. Team Bronze: Com. Peter Chang Lt. Sheila Ryan Pvt. Luke Wilson One of the only teams having a woman, team Bronze is a very secret team. They are basically the recon team for NSS. But don't underestimate them. They'll snipe you in split second. Team silver: Cpt. Jacob Jorgensen Sgt. Kelly Warner Pvt. Michael McLaughlin Pvt. Justin Zorn Team Silver is the pilot and and flight squad team for NSS. Know for assisting other teams in battle, they are also known for ground work too. Therefore they are the third best team for NSS. Team Gold: Com. Felix Ross Lt. RJ Youniserve Lt. Jay Reich Lt. Gabriel Anderson Sgt. Andre Winterpath Team Gold is the best of the best. NSS can always rely on these five men for any mission. Gold can fly, run, swim, and even plant mines in houses. These guys are the ones you would die for in battle. Team Scepter: Com. Joey Fortruth Lt. Jamie Sanders Now recent data on Scepter is not the greatest. Only holding two members and at the moment they are MIA we wouldn't really call them a team anymore. Chapter 1: Introduction The NSS, or Naval Super Soldiers, is a highly advanced military program created in the year 2032 on the outskirts of Glasgow, Scotland. Consisting of 70 soldiers, from the first wave, NSS is not yet considered a military branch in Scotland. Started mainly to stop world war three, 37 soldiers already died in the first two years. In 2036 only 32 soldiers remain. Director John Sparks must be careful with who he sends into combat. Wave two of recruitment is dated for early 2037. This wave is suspected to twice as many soldiers over wave one. We all hope wave two will be more effective... Lee Wilson, Scotland Magazine March 4, 2036 Journal entry 001 NSS Director 1600 hours March 6, 2036 Entry: My recent data on NSS is not the best. Four KIAs in one week is not what I had in mind. Team Scepter is now only consisting of two soldiers, is now cornered in Russian territory. And there is no way in hell we can send help. We are just to damn short on soldiers. Two teams, Bronze and Iron, are pinned in China, and in this war there are no prisoners. Other teams remain at headquarters being briefed, debriefed, or training. This program is slowly crumbling...I just can't wait for wave two. Our best Teams are Gold and Saber. Maybe they'll buy us time... End Journal entry 001 Hope you enjoyedlots of action coming up later
I did however read the first two sentences where he explained why it wasn't in FF he explained why it's not slender man.
Well, I did said to them. Not always on their threads, most of the time it was on their wall or in PM but I did.
Chapter 2: The start Sydney, Australia 2200 hours March 7, 2036 Team Saber POV "Move move move!" I heard Sergeant Daniels shout over the heavy fire from the Soviets. I ran hard and fast following my team into a semi-burning building. We rushed into the lobby of this building and set up our computer. I kneeled at the doorway with my M4A1 pointed at the entrance of the building. "Oi Private! Gimme a fresh magazine!" Corporal Bywater shouted while working on the computer giving coordinates for team Silver to drop a Napalm strike. I grabbed one from my belt and slid it over to where he was. "C'mon Fred you gotta hurry up." Sergeant Daniels said firmly looking through a window. "I'm working on it sir." Corporal Bywater said frustratedly. "Hey Private if you survive I'll buy you a round alright?" Major Conners said smiling and patting my shoulder. "Team Silver this is Corporal Bywater do you copy, over?" Fred said into his radio. "Affirmative Corporal." A soldier said over the radio. "I'm sending you the coordinates right—" but he was cut off by an explosion from a grenade. "Shit get down!" Major Conners shouted. I finally regained vision and saw a Soviet soldier coming in the doorway but was shot by Fred. Sergeant Daniels and Major Conners were both firing their weapons through the window and it looked like Fred had hurt his leg. "Private send the damn coordinates!" Major Conners shouted as I staggered to my feet. I made my way to the computer and picked up the radio. "Team Silver this is Private John Wallace I'm sending you the coordinates now!" I shouted into the radio and pressed send on the computer's keyboard. "Affirmative Private. We are on our way." The soldier said over the radio. I rushed over to Fred and dragged him to computer. I set him on his back and rushed to the doorway. Minutes passed and I was running out of ammunition. I grabbed my M1911 out of its holster and started firing. Suddenly I heard a jet coming our way...fast. "Get down!" Sergeant Daniels shouted. I leaped for the ground and the floor began to shake as the building started to crumble. "We need to get out of here now!" I shouted. "This place is gonna collapse." I stood, and put Fred over my shoulder, and we rushed out of the back door of the building. And of course, more contacts. "Give me cover!" I shouted and the Sergeant and Major fired three round controlled bursts. "We need a helicopter pronto!" I shouted to command over my radio. "Affirmative Team Saber. It will arrive in about two minutes hang in there." Command said over the radio. I set Fred down and watched a building collapse in the distance. Everything was burning. The beautiful city of Sydney was overrun and became a battlefield. I heard the helicopter come from fifty meters away and we rushed to it, my heart was beating hard. "Time to go home boys." The gunner said.
Huh. Maybe that's the reason people didn't read it. You're worried about others reading your story rather than writing because you enjoy it. And it doesn't matter if it was read or not, a story doesn't belong in off topic.