marine corps
The Marine Corps - the military arm of the US Navy. A country's fate and freedom lies in the hands of this band of brothers and sisters.
Marine Corps Stories: The Brilliance
“And you’re not my goddamn brother,” Sergeant Dante Sellers said. Sellers stood at about six feet. He wore a high and tight haircut and a fresh Marine utility uniform. Aged twenty-three, and oak hued, he had journeyed upon an electronics shop in Makkah, Saudi Arabia.
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: All Power
“I’d never experienced racism until I got into the Corps,” said Lance Corporal Lawton Sails. Aged twenty, he stood at 5’9”, possessed walnut colored skin and a regulation fade. He hailed from Wilmington, Delaware. He withdrew some of the game controllers for the video game console in the barracks room.
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: To the Lych-House
She possessed enough breaths to cry out in a fragile, small voice. “Take my rifle and my boots. Make a battlefield cross with a picture of my parents and my two boys and Jameel.” She tried to breathe. Every ounce of life that she had left focused on getting those last gasps of air into her failing lungs. She was a steam engine running low on fuel. Dangerously low. She brought up a few more words to instruct Staff Sergeant Melody Grohl. Her superior wasn’t having it.
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: Patrons
Glasses with liquid gold that bubbled up to the surface stood on the table. Two steaming plates with duck and truffles permitted the party of two to partake in the luxuries of being president and the top Marine general as Chairwoman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff.
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: White Star Cluster
They trudged through the sand with heavy packs. Across the battlefield, the Marines kept morale by remaining motivated. This was their last hump before returning to the United States from Iran. Platoon Commander First Lieutenant Garrison Safer ensured that his men and women would make it to their next objective. Like a rolling tank covering the land, these Devil Dogs kept in rhythm. Safer drove the troops with a fervor that powered their minds.
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Serve
Empty Sands
"Any questions gentlemen?...............then that will be all, good luck out there and I will see you when you get back." At the very back of the 'Operations' tent Corporal Andy Luckhurst of 45 Commando Royal Marines, looked deep in thought as he snapped his note book shut and slid it into the map pocket of his combat trousers. Andy had only arrived in Kuwait just two days before due to him being on a training course, his unit had deployed to the desert ahead of him. He was already lucky enough to be nominated as the commander of the lead vehicle in a logistics convoy. Its purpose to resupply a forward base just established across the border in Iraq, it was once an Iraqi Air Force base now in control of the British forces. Andy turned towards his good friend Corporal David McLennon "So what do you think Dave?" he asked "About our resort? I mean the food is not too bad but the entertainment really sucks." Dave said with his big friendly grin. "You know what I mean!" replied Andy trying not to encourage him, "Well, I got to be honest, I am not too crazy about going without armour, I mean every convoy I have seen as had the escort of armoured fighting vehicles or at least a bigger protection force." Andy paused for a moment before responding "Yeah well they weren't Royal Marines." they both smiled at each other before turning and leaving the tent and headed off to brief the rest of their guys.
By David Woodhead6 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: The Psychological Aspect
Generals and admirals from the other branches of the United States Armed Forces convened. The space remained ornate with a vaulted roof and sculptures of past war heroes of American history. A One-way bullet and bomb-proof window about the size of a car's rear window completed the space. Marine General Misha Wainwright sat among the other heads of the military. One person who was not in the room was the president of the United States.
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: Zeroed In
“I was in the thick of the thick,” Major Gallaudet Hoops said. “As a platoon commander with the choo choo tracks on my collar points then, I lead those Marines to victory and I’m proud of that. What I did there, no, what we did there is nothing short of just getting the job done.”
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Serve
Marine Corps Stories: In Agreement
A motorcade ambled down the road. Marine General Misha Wainwright, Lieutenant General Tasha Spraic, and Major General Paul Brandt looked pensive. Misha flicked some Irish pennants from her sleeve. Tasha tapped away at her mobile device. Brandt studied the notes from the recent bombing of Iran.
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Serve
