Squad: Stories from the Front
JadedPencil for Nameless UK Soldier
[Note in regards to the accent: While it says any, I mean any accent native to the citizens that occupy the United Kingdom. Scottish, English, Irish, or anything that characteristically fits.]
This soldier is fairly new to the British Armed Forces. His voice carries his inexperience and his apprehension to take lives. As he recounts his experiences, it's obvious that witnessing the carnage and chaos of his first battle has left him traumatized and questioning his decisions to serve.
[Second note: The city of Nahrain is pronounced "n uh - r AI n".]
[reminiscing; depressed and slow] I remember the chaos and confusion. I had been knocked unconscious during an enemy mortar barrage as my squad and I were assaulting the town of Nahrain. By the time I awoke we were engaged in a hellish firefight, separated from most of my squad. The Middle Eastern Alliance had us surrounded on all sides, and we were losing men quick. That was the first time I had watched a man die... And the first time I had taken a life.
