2033 (discontinued), Louis Anderson [read with me txt] 📗

Author's Note

 This book is not meant to offend ANYONE if you are offended, I am sorry. Please send me a note with your proposial and I will try to fix what I can. Thank you.

 

                      ~Cameron Hill

Prologue

It is the year 2033. Nanobiotic exoskeletons have just been put in use. Korea had unitited with Kyrgistan, creating the largest underground terrorist organization known to Earth.

Chapter One: Flight

"Jeremy, you good?"

"Yah, just scared for my life"

I nerver thought this would happen. Being deployed in the most cruel country on Earth.

"Mitchel get the Javelin ready we're going to encounter hostile armor."

We were flying in on a Lockheed AH-56 Cheyenne. It was an old model, but just what we needed.

 

Chapter Two: Preparations

"Get your exoskeletons on, we drop in ten"

I was worried about Jeremy. This was his first time, being at the age of 19. He was young and inexperienced.

"Mitchel, you lead. Jeremy, I want you cover the rear"

"Sir"

.     .     .

We loaded our weopns and repelled to the ground. The sight was unbearable. There were bodies everywhere.

Hello. My name is Alex and welcom to The Hellhole.

Chapter Three: The Hellhole

An M1A2 SEP v3 Abrams started firing at us within five minutes.

"Jeremy! Take it down!"

Jeremy raised the Javelin and aimed at the tank. The javelin started beeping and he fired. The HEAT missile flew at the tank. Both HEAT charges tore through the armor to shreds causing it to explode launching debris everwhere.

"How the hell did they get on of those?"

No goddamn idea.

Chapter Four: War

Once the tank was down, we ran to a makeshift bunker the men had been digging. There we planned what we were going to do. First we would make our way through the abandoned city Northeast of our loacation. We would then infiltrate the warehouse where the terrorists had stationed there HQ. If Anyone gets injured to the point where they can't run, we fall back to the city square where we then call in evac. If things start getting sketchy we shell the place.

Chapter Five: Che Minjae

"Mitchel, Jeremy, we just recieved info on the terrorists. Their leader is a man named Che Minjae." At the age of thirteen he mudered his own paerents. He then went on to sell drugs and weaponry at the age of fifteen. He bought a werehouse and started a backstreet riot. At the age of thirty, he was a multi-billionare. 

Imprint

Text: Cameron Hill
Images: Google
Editing: Cameron Hill and readers
Publication Date: 06-01-2017

All Rights Reserved

Dedication:
I dedicate this book to Carl Bowen, Veronica Roth, Suzanne Collins, and all the other authors who guided me through the life of books without even knowing it!