I REMEMBER, jASON RONIN [great books for teens TXT] 📗
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body not once touching his face, all he could do was take it.
After what seemed like forever they stopped, a discussion ensued,he heard the phrase giết ông mentioned a few times meaning kill him.
Daniel was in too much pain to care, he was sure a couple of ribs were broken and his left wrist. The pain washed over him like white hot water and consciousness was fading. He fought against it.
What happened next came to him in dreamy slow motion, like watching a scene play out from underwater. The one who had spoke turned towards him bringing his gun to bare, ripples ran across Daniels vision as he saw the flash and the bullet leave the barrel, darkness covered his vision, I am dead, he thought.
Rippling vision returned and what he saw he did not believe, reality had been blasted away like a mortar round. The big marine from his dream was ripping into the V.Cs like a whirlwind, they tried to shoot him but he had moved when the bullets arrived, picking up a tree trunk that lay on the ground he tore into them knocking them this way and that like Saturday night bowling. He battered them where they lay till they moved no more.
He moved towards Daniel and the image of the Marine seemed to fade in and out as he approached.
"Don't worry son I'm a here to take y'all home" he spoke with a deep southern drawl.
"Wh...Who a are you?" Daniel whimpered.
"Names Joe Tyler, Master sergeant, y'all can call me squirrel" he winked and lifted Daniel into his powerful arms.
Just before he finally past out he could have swore that he and Joe turned to smoke.
Thump Thump Thump.
The sound came again.
Coughs and the sounds of metal on metal.
Thump thump thump
Daniel opened his eyes, he was laying on a cot in what he knew was in a M.a.sh tent. He could see a man on crutches and there was other beds and doctors rushing about.
He was frozen in shock,so heavens an army tent was the first coherent thought he had. A doctor came over to him.
"Hey,O'connel, hows tricks" he was about twenty eight all smiles and walked lightly on his feet. Grabbing Daniels arm he took his pulse while looking at his watch.
"I feel okay" he stammered "How did I get here?"
"A patrol found you just outside the camp, you were pretty beat up and got a touch of fever"
He dropped Daniels arm and looked at him.
"You're very lucky if they hadn't of found you when they did you would have been joining Squirrel over there" he indicated a bed in the corner with a sheet covering a large framed body.The Doctor turned to leave.
Daniel grabbed his arm.
"Doc, what cha say his name was?"
"Squirrel, why?"
Daniel swallowed.
"And his real name?"
"Son that was master Sarge Joe Tyler, call sign Squirrel, he died two days ago, last thing he said he wished he could save one last young Marine who was in harms way"
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After what seemed like forever they stopped, a discussion ensued,he heard the phrase giết ông mentioned a few times meaning kill him.
Daniel was in too much pain to care, he was sure a couple of ribs were broken and his left wrist. The pain washed over him like white hot water and consciousness was fading. He fought against it.
What happened next came to him in dreamy slow motion, like watching a scene play out from underwater. The one who had spoke turned towards him bringing his gun to bare, ripples ran across Daniels vision as he saw the flash and the bullet leave the barrel, darkness covered his vision, I am dead, he thought.
Rippling vision returned and what he saw he did not believe, reality had been blasted away like a mortar round. The big marine from his dream was ripping into the V.Cs like a whirlwind, they tried to shoot him but he had moved when the bullets arrived, picking up a tree trunk that lay on the ground he tore into them knocking them this way and that like Saturday night bowling. He battered them where they lay till they moved no more.
He moved towards Daniel and the image of the Marine seemed to fade in and out as he approached.
"Don't worry son I'm a here to take y'all home" he spoke with a deep southern drawl.
"Wh...Who a are you?" Daniel whimpered.
"Names Joe Tyler, Master sergeant, y'all can call me squirrel" he winked and lifted Daniel into his powerful arms.
Just before he finally past out he could have swore that he and Joe turned to smoke.
Thump Thump Thump.
The sound came again.
Coughs and the sounds of metal on metal.
Thump thump thump
Daniel opened his eyes, he was laying on a cot in what he knew was in a M.a.sh tent. He could see a man on crutches and there was other beds and doctors rushing about.
He was frozen in shock,so heavens an army tent was the first coherent thought he had. A doctor came over to him.
"Hey,O'connel, hows tricks" he was about twenty eight all smiles and walked lightly on his feet. Grabbing Daniels arm he took his pulse while looking at his watch.
"I feel okay" he stammered "How did I get here?"
"A patrol found you just outside the camp, you were pretty beat up and got a touch of fever"
He dropped Daniels arm and looked at him.
"You're very lucky if they hadn't of found you when they did you would have been joining Squirrel over there" he indicated a bed in the corner with a sheet covering a large framed body.The Doctor turned to leave.
Daniel grabbed his arm.
"Doc, what cha say his name was?"
"Squirrel, why?"
Daniel swallowed.
"And his real name?"
"Son that was master Sarge Joe Tyler, call sign Squirrel, he died two days ago, last thing he said he wished he could save one last young Marine who was in harms way"
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