The Mars Federation

"What's your name!?" Shouts the soldier next to you as you both hold on during the rocky flight.

"Private Stan Smith." You yell back to him. He smiles and reaches out to shake your hand. You reposition your rifle and give him a long, firm handshake.

"No need to ranks anymore, Stan." He tells you. "We're all brothers here. We fight back to back and never leave anyone behind. Just remember that and you'll go far." You nod your head. "My name's Logan Thad. This is my second tour. You live through this and maybe I'll have time to teach you a thing or two." He says with a wink.

A moment later the loud bang of artilitary shells stings your ears. You hold on for dear life as everything around you explodes. Your transport ship picks up speed as it rockets towards at crash landing. The commanding officer screams out orders but you cannot hear him over the sounds of battle and screams of your comrades. The g-forces soon become to much and the lack of blood getting to your brain causes you to loose consciousness.

Your unsure of how much time passes when you awaken to someone jabbing you in the gut with a gun barrel. "On your feet soldier!"