Eddy™
Honorable Discharge
"Protect the President at all cost"
Those were the last orders I received after all this--mess broke out. Simple orders under different circumstances; we had contingency plans for terrorist attacks, nuclear, biological, natural disasters. But we didn't have anything planned for something like this. They made films like this, scientist said that it was illogical, no one was truly prepared. Our protocol was to get the President into one of his many safe houses, that was out of the question he would be in danger regardless of the amount of walls he had. So I suggested we take him to Air Force One until we got a better grasp on the situation. Unfortunately so did a group of militants trying to secure the base. They turned fire on us...allot of good men died protecting the President. In the end, there were only four of us left--and it was all my fault. We didn't have the slightest idea what to do, we were lost. A fellow agent spoke up saying that in the open we were sitting ducks and that we would run a better chance of survival if we moved from place to place instead of waiting for someone to pick us off. Everyone agreed with him, so that's what we did for weeks nothing but running for our lives and foraging for food.
All good things come to an end though. We barricaded ourselves into an old warehouse, everyone was exhausted and starving. Will explained that if we rationed this last bit of food we would still have enough for two or three days, but the President demanded it all. He said it was our duty to give him our food so that he wouldn't perish. No one said a word but the hate and anger was among us all--we decided to just go to bed, we were safe enough. We were wrong...again. The flesh eaters found a way in, there was a large group of them and they went for the first person they seen. That's what we woke too--then my brothers in arm were attacked, we held them off for a while...but there was only so much we could do. I was the last alive, I planned on ending my life but I had no more bullets. So I ran...I ran until I couldn't run anymore. I don't even know where I slept at, maybe I just laid down on the ground and the monsters thought I was dead. I don't know, but what I do know is that I failed my country. I'm looking for redemption.
Honorable Discharge
"Protect the President at all cost"
Those were the last orders I received after all this--mess broke out. Simple orders under different circumstances; we had contingency plans for terrorist attacks, nuclear, biological, natural disasters. But we didn't have anything planned for something like this. They made films like this, scientist said that it was illogical, no one was truly prepared. Our protocol was to get the President into one of his many safe houses, that was out of the question he would be in danger regardless of the amount of walls he had. So I suggested we take him to Air Force One until we got a better grasp on the situation. Unfortunately so did a group of militants trying to secure the base. They turned fire on us...allot of good men died protecting the President. In the end, there were only four of us left--and it was all my fault. We didn't have the slightest idea what to do, we were lost. A fellow agent spoke up saying that in the open we were sitting ducks and that we would run a better chance of survival if we moved from place to place instead of waiting for someone to pick us off. Everyone agreed with him, so that's what we did for weeks nothing but running for our lives and foraging for food.
All good things come to an end though. We barricaded ourselves into an old warehouse, everyone was exhausted and starving. Will explained that if we rationed this last bit of food we would still have enough for two or three days, but the President demanded it all. He said it was our duty to give him our food so that he wouldn't perish. No one said a word but the hate and anger was among us all--we decided to just go to bed, we were safe enough. We were wrong...again. The flesh eaters found a way in, there was a large group of them and they went for the first person they seen. That's what we woke too--then my brothers in arm were attacked, we held them off for a while...but there was only so much we could do. I was the last alive, I planned on ending my life but I had no more bullets. So I ran...I ran until I couldn't run anymore. I don't even know where I slept at, maybe I just laid down on the ground and the monsters thought I was dead. I don't know, but what I do know is that I failed my country. I'm looking for redemption.