Chapter 92 The Fall Of A Marine

• We have just come to the entrance of what should be a deserted road into Bagdad, and as I was hoping, well not true, but as I was fearing, we have encountered some resistance preventing us from entering the city. Now, this would not have happened for nobody is supposed to be aware of our arrival, but thanks to a few misleading information, I can safely say that I do now know who is behind this.
• The question begs, what are we going to do with him? Play this mission out and then take the man down that has not only betrayed his fellow Marines but also his country? Well, the man might get us killed, but how do I control a prisoner when I am being shot at? So I shall wait until we get back to camp.
• But now, now we have to clear our entry and make it into the city to where we will take our fight today, the hideout of a militant group that has been one of the driving forces behind all the unrest around here. So as we make a stance, and we can confidently say that the road has no civilians around, we prepare to fire. I steady my feet firmly and slowly raise my head through the hole and take a firm grip on the tank gun, and at the signal of one…two…three…all the four Strykers raptures in a constant line of fire. Yes, there were only supposed to have been two as was the initial plan, but due to a last-minute change in plans by me, I secured us more shooting power than what these assholes were expecting.