Stories tagged “Task Force Faith”

  • Pie

    “Dulles,” I hissed, “move it! We’ve got company!” He grunted softly. I threw my pack at him as I whipped out my Grease Gun. I checked it—sure enough, it was locked, loaded, and ready to go, just as I knew I had left ...

  • First Volley

    There was a groan. I couldn’t tell who or what it was, but I knew that I had managed, somehow, to hit a target. “Shove ’em in the dirt!” Kirkegaard, who was several meters away in another foxhole, shouted. At that point, everybo...

  • Next Episode

    They came again about half an hour later. Their approach was rather obvious; one of them broke a twig rather loudly on the approach up the hill. Upon hearing this, I shouted the prerequisite “Apple.” The only reply was in a language other t...

  • Boom

    I was getting severely fatigued, but I did not doze off for two reasons: One, I had a duty to accomplish, and two, it was freezing. None of us heard anything. I still don’t know how we managed to not die during that third engagement, other than t...

  • How Nice of Them to Visit…

    After that deafening explosion, we could just barely hear the frenzied screams of what few survivors the detonation had left retreating. For a minute, all was quiet. Stimson’s tinny voice wafted over the network of holes. “We still alive?&#...

  • To Leave in Five

    “I’m not hungry,” I spat back. Stanislaw continued, speaking as quickly as he could. “There’s more.” “Oh great,” Rosenberg declared. “Brass is saying pull back. Them Chinese are on the move. You thi...

  • Staccato

    Casting a wary eye at the barely visible Chinese forces, I went to the foxhole Kirkegaard and Thorvald occupied and broke the news to them. They were nonplussed but were nevertheless not going to bicker about the situation. The moonlight was interrupte...

  • Twing

    The ambient light was visibly increased, albeit only slightly, and apparently one of the others had judged that the enemy was within fifty yards of us. As per my orders, whoever it was fired. This time, the Chinese did not hesitate to fight back, retal...

  • Advancing in a Different Direction

    The effects of the grenade seemed to catch the Chicoms off-guard, and they moved away from us. “Go! Go!” Stanislaw shouted. He brought his M2 carbine up and shot off several rounds as we popped out of our foxholes, firing at our attackers a...

  • Apple

    We kept on our press toward the ravine, ceasing to run and instead opting for a more stealthy approach so that we would not announce our presence to any enemy forces. Time seemed to drag on to infinity as we approached out destination. A few times we h...