Saturday, July 31, 2010

Life of a Marine: The diary of a Starcraft Unit Part 1

3:22 SCT, 12.02.2499

Well, It's nearing the end of Boot Camp. I've spent a long time training with these Marines, and we're all ready to be shipped out in a few days.

Our Drill Sergeant said we have one last test before graduation. We have to erect and defend a small base completely on our own, in an isolated enviroment. It sounded easy enough when we got the order, but then they told us they would be dropping some Xenomorphs in our sector as well.

Not too many people know about the Xenomorphs. Their some kind of feral alien monsters, that can mutate and adapt. I have no idea where they came from, all I know is that they will kill us without hesitation, and we like to call them Zerg. Things just got sticky.

We were also told that this mission was going to be monitored and displayed as a demonstration of tactics and equipment for the Colonial Magistrate. I don't give a shit about all that. I just wanna get this over with and graduate. But, any experience with Zerg where I'm not maimed will be good experience for fighting the bastards.

Maybe I'll be on guard duty.


12:00 SCT, 12.03.2499

We just got dropped into the sector for our mission. There was an SCV putting the finishing touches on a Supply Depot when we dropped our Command Center in. It's just me and my squad, a reserve squad, and the SCV. We'll have more SCVs later on I heard, some guys from the unit. Unfortunatly I am not on guard duty. The reserve squad is doing that, I get to go Zerg hunting.

I wonder if they will lett any of us die on this mission. I doubt it, it's only training.


14:32 SCT, 12.03.2499

What the fuck was that? My first Zerg encounter was rough. We spotted the Zergling (very fast and has very sharp claws) before it saw us, and tried to sneak up on it. It didn't work.
It rushed us, and got ahold of me. It started clawing into my armor, tearing at my left leg. I felt jolts of pain as it reached my flesh, luckily our armor automatically locks out an area when it is breached so I didn't get my lungs sucked out by the vaccuum of space.

We killed the little bastard and continued the mission afterward. It only go worse from there. It was two and a half hours since we left, and we lost half my unit, including Mills and Diego. I can't believe they are gone, just like that. Their deaths were horrible too. The blood... and the screaming...

I'll never forget today. We got back to base and they aren't even finished with their part of the mission. They havent even made the other Supply Depots! I'm stuck healing up at the Command Center, waiting. This is by far the worst day of my life.


15:07 SCT, 12.03.2499

Finally. we're done. We just got picked up and our Drill Sergeant debriefed us. We did our best, the Zerg's outer shell is to thick for our shells. I wish I enlisted as a Firebat instead.

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