And where has the teamwork gone?

Alpha Company
201st regiment
1st platoon
lance coporal A.J. Nebarski

They've been walking for days ...
indeed ...
Combat was tougher than everyone had imagined ...
They had a quarter mile of open field to cross left before
they would reach the town where their next objective was.
His gear weighed a ton,
somewhat hoping to lighten up his load a little,
he flipped out his m4 from his shoulder and held it in his hands instead.
the mounted m203 grenade launcher just made it heavier...
then there was a click sound ...
just like the sound when you twist the knob of a locked door to unlock it...
he stared down at rufus feet, whom was walking right beside him...
there his feet was on top a what feared and was a landmine...
He noticed how rufus was shivering, he whispered with a trembling voice
"i don't wanna die, i don't wanna die."
Tears were rolling down his face.
Nebarski looked on in shock that his good friend was now a step away from being blown to bits...
"we're on a friggin minefield!! " "slow movements boys"
"someone get the minesweeper's in"
Just as that soldier finished the sentence,
a crack of gunfire came from a distance,
the bullet whizzed past and slotted perfectly into rufus throat.
he fell backwards, his feet lifted off the mine,
the mine blew up,
nebarski was thrown back from the blast of the mine.
"Sniper!! Take cover!!"
Just as that sentence was finished,
Enemy soldier's emerged from a hedgerow by the corner of the field.
he couldn't make out much, just the flashes of gunfire that sparked around from the hedgerow and the bullets whizzing past.
Then he heard some of his squadmates screaming
"Fall back! Fall back!"
He turned to the sarge, Who was busily screaming for them to fight instead.
he took the safety off the m4 and fired a few rounds towards the hedgerow,
at this time, onli half of his squad was left,
the rest, who took off and wanted to save themselves due to selfishness...
He steadied the weapon and fired a grenade from the grenade launcher...
the blast must have killed at least 2 or 3 enemies ...
he was satisfied ... he turned to his sarge again ...
onli to find a blown up body with disfigured features that will stick in his memory for a long time...
he realised he was the onli one left...
the enemy closed in on him ...
He looked up, a rough built soldier kicked him in the face,
he fell and lay on the ground in pain...
then the soldier jabbed him with the butt of the AK47 ...
he went unconcsious...
(to be continued)


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Well .. this is another part of my story ...
Band members ....
Well i've been reading and looking ard ...
and i feel lik i'm hit hard and setback by this sentence ...
"Everyone's a soloist"
Wad?!
I dun understand the mindset of you guys ...
Thats why the band is like this ...
now ...
Rmbr ...
REMEMBER THIS PHRASE AND REMEMBER IT GOOD...

"No one's a soloist ...
Without the person next to you...
You're nothing...
We play as a team ...
We fight as a team ...
We die as a team ...
There is no soloist ...
There is never a soloist ...
You are NOT a soloist ..
You are a TEAMPLAYER ...
Soloist's are not part of the society ..
They can run everything by themselves and onli themselves ..
They are self centered ...
Not us ...
We are Teamplayer's ...
We run things ..
AS A TEAM ..
AS A BAND ..
ONE BAND ONE SOUND ...
Never Forget ...
YYCB, Always remember ...
You are a team ..
You are ONE BAND ..."










YNWA