Afterhour
21-05-2005, 09:38 AM
D-Day
Normandy,France
A flock of planes with soldiers in them get ready to on their green lights.
Baker:I never asked to be squad leader,but I had no choice.Now I've got 13 soldiers under my command.
13 men depending on me to make the right decisions and not get them killed.
13 families relying on me to bring their husbands and sons back home.
Thirteen.
13 is not a very lucky number.
When Mac feels its ready,he stands up.
Mac:STAND UP!
So they did what he said.(cause he outranks Baker)
Mac:HOOK UP!
Hooking their hooks on the rail above them.
Mac:CHECK YOUR ITEMS!
Checking their items,then they stand still.
Mac:REMEMBER!THIS SQUAD STICKS TOGETHER!ONCE YOU HIT THE GROUND,FIND BAKER!
Mac:SOUND OFF!
Fourteen ok!
Thirteen OK!
Twelve OK!
When suddenly.....
The Plane's right wing catches fire!
Hartsock:Corrion's hit!
Desola:We have to get the hell outta here!
Garnett:We gotta jump NOW Sarge!
Mac:We WAIT for the green light!
Allen:If we wait any longer,there won't BE a green light!
Mac:Baker!Stand at the door!
Baker goes towards the door.
Baker:I never asked to be squad leader....
Baker falls down into the oblivion.Luckily,he just opened his parachute on time.Going down....
UNluckily,he falls to the ground hard and breaks his back.
Baker:Ouch....my back.
Will Baker ever stand up?
Will the squad find their main leader?
Will they ever win the war?
Will I ever stop typing these messages?
Find out in Habbos in arms Chapter 2 and a half:The rendevous with destiny! :D
Normandy,France
A flock of planes with soldiers in them get ready to on their green lights.
Baker:I never asked to be squad leader,but I had no choice.Now I've got 13 soldiers under my command.
13 men depending on me to make the right decisions and not get them killed.
13 families relying on me to bring their husbands and sons back home.
Thirteen.
13 is not a very lucky number.
When Mac feels its ready,he stands up.
Mac:STAND UP!
So they did what he said.(cause he outranks Baker)
Mac:HOOK UP!
Hooking their hooks on the rail above them.
Mac:CHECK YOUR ITEMS!
Checking their items,then they stand still.
Mac:REMEMBER!THIS SQUAD STICKS TOGETHER!ONCE YOU HIT THE GROUND,FIND BAKER!
Mac:SOUND OFF!
Fourteen ok!
Thirteen OK!
Twelve OK!
When suddenly.....
The Plane's right wing catches fire!
Hartsock:Corrion's hit!
Desola:We have to get the hell outta here!
Garnett:We gotta jump NOW Sarge!
Mac:We WAIT for the green light!
Allen:If we wait any longer,there won't BE a green light!
Mac:Baker!Stand at the door!
Baker goes towards the door.
Baker:I never asked to be squad leader....
Baker falls down into the oblivion.Luckily,he just opened his parachute on time.Going down....
UNluckily,he falls to the ground hard and breaks his back.
Baker:Ouch....my back.
Will Baker ever stand up?
Will the squad find their main leader?
Will they ever win the war?
Will I ever stop typing these messages?
Find out in Habbos in arms Chapter 2 and a half:The rendevous with destiny! :D