Curse ch 19.".....the sun began to rise off the coast and the pitch blackness of the night was over. We could finally feel safe about something for once in our beaten lives. As the hours passed we began to think about where our squad was, well those who hopefully made it out from the hell the Hellstrok had unleashed onto us from there Hellshater cannons and Sky Reiver gunships. One of our scouting parties had once said that there was a Elikai warrior scouting team just about twelve clicks to the west of our location, and that they were moving fast, lucky us....."
Ch 17......".......they moved through the nightlike sadows in the morning's breez. We were on one side, and they were on another, we moved as one through the snow and trees trying to keep to our selves and if we made one sound, one little creek, they would know. The Hellstrok were in greater numbers as usual, and also better equiped which as always made it impossible for us to beat them at anything. "Where are the Russian runts!? I want to tear out there stomachs and feast upon there beating hearts!?." bellowed one of the large Hellstrok shock troopers truging through the three foot snow that made moving a tank all the more difficult. "They are tawrds the north...left of our possison" the voice of a comander, of any Hellstrok made your blood run cold and your heart hide it's beat. For the Hellstrok could hear the very beating of an infants heart, and the beating of a grown man's was all the more easy to hear, even through a blizzard for these horrid creations. All of a suden the Hellstrok came to
Curs ch 6.".......as I moved back from the black smoke with my rifle in hand, it moved out into view slowly. THese beings couldn't possibly be human, no way, a human would have died from that. This was alien, devil, something from hell or another world. It moved closer to me slowly with its head down, covered in a black mist and surounded by some kind of evil that gave it power and streangth. I lined him up with my sightes, and squeezed the trigger of my B.A.R slowly, and for the first time in my life......i was scared......"
Curse ch 17....."......the giant beast persuded us as we ran for our very lives to keep fro it drushing us under its large heavy feet. We ran through the trees and alost killed our selves just jumping over the fallen trees from the vast amounts of Hellstrok morder rounds that had unleashed all hell apon us and the forest its self. Over head, over the canapy of these high trees, the loud roaring of Hellstrok Strider bikes engines made it impossible to talk, or hear any orders from our sprinting captains. But we still had that large giant coming after us, waiting to rape oyr flesh and crush our bones......."
Curse ch 17 paragraph....uhhhh"....the night was like a great pit of darkness, and evil. We sat away behinde sand bags almost drowned in fear of death as the monstorous sounds of tanks and jeeps of the Hellstrok as they raored past us, almost hitting our heads as they passed, making our hearts tear and rip into shreds by the fear the very thought of these massive war machinse.There was not time to eat, nor move nor breath. If we did any of this, the Hellstrok would find us, and when they did? There wouldn't be time to look up, nor to scream. We would feel the sharp pain as there blades peirced our flesh and tore out our hearts in a slowy and shlugish manor......"