Citizen Soldier Would Anyone Care Novels & Stories

He has earlier told Peter Jackson when he offered him cash to speak at the public debate. “I'm more interested in the sanity of this nation than you and I have been doing that for a donkey years now. Having you to partner with, will be a great team for us and I'm gonna play my role without your money.” He said. “I stand here this morning with great sense of concern as a soldier on duty to defend its territory.” Mr Joe said as he finally took charge of the stage, getting their attention and every one became silent and focused on him. “And I start this morning by calling on all soldiers like me who have been recruited by their conscience to sanitize this nation to stand up to their responsibil

"Keep my mother's name out of your mouth, or I swear to God I'll hit you again every time I see your face." "And who said she left that kid to die?" Sebastian scoffed and clapped his hands. Immediately, someone cast the raw footage from the field onto the projection screen on stage. Through the smoke and rubble on the screen, a crowd of displaced refugees stood in line for emergency supplies while a soldier held a rifle, keeping order. Suddenly, a little girl in tattered clothes tripped and fell out of the line. The soldier instinctively raised his rifle to check for danger. The little girl showed no fear. Instead, she thought it was a game and raised her hands to mimic a gun right back at h

“Based on online forums and tweets, some are not fond of your father’s business, particularly the STRIKER. What do you say about this?” “Civilians have their right to share their opinion. I am a civilian, too. STRIKER is built not to destroy human lives. It is built to protect our people, military, and this country. I’m not giving any more opinion about it.” “Thank you, Mr. Cade. You served in the military, right?” “Yes, I did.” “Do you think STRIKER will serve its purpose?” “Yes. It is built for it.” “Is it necessary?”

DYLAN POV Her dark blue eyes widened. Guess I almost predicted her expression. Obviously nobody will think that the president of the most prestigious company in the world was a soldier before. Only if that day didn’t have occurred, I still would have lived my dream job, but most people think the opposite of this, they choose to live comfortably and wealthy like a billionaire than risking your life as a soldier for the country. I guess daisy will think the same. “yes its true. Most people dont know about this,” I replied with a sign.

"Don't curse her! As members of the same army, how can you curse a fellow soldier?" Violet rolled her eyes, and snorted. "The war is over, and I’m done with being a soldier. Don’t drag me into being her comrade. She doesn’t deserve it!" Barrett was infuriated by her words. He turned to Carissa, and said seriously, "I'm the one who disappointed you, not Aurora. If it were another soldier captured, would you save them?" Carissa countered, "If another soldier was captured, would you risk the lives of twenty thousand troops to chase after the enemy's main force?"

“Cole, is that why our patients were so difficult tonight? They were the enemy?” He shrugs, a noncommittal gesture. “I mean, it’s hard to call anyone an enemy, Grace,” he says. “They’re all our citizens.” “Did they shoot guns at our military?” I ask, dry. He flashes his eyes to me, grim. “Then they’re the enemy.” “You know it’s more complicated than that.” “Not on the battlefield it’s not.” He narrows his eyes at me for a second because we’re both very aware that I’m talking out of my ass on that one – he’s the one with the military training and knowledge, not me. But he lets me have it.

“When I’m fixing things. It’s easier than walking back and forth. I hope that’s not against the rules.” Another silence. This one felt longer. “Have you seen anyone strange around here?” the soldier asked. “Anyone who looks like they’re trying to hide? Anyone new?” “No,” Carl replied. “Just the folks who live here.” I could hear them moving. They were so close to me, I could feel the ground tremble with their steps. One more step. One more glance. One more moment of curiosity, and they would find me. “Okay,” the soldier said at last. “Thanks for your help. We’ll move on.”

Is she really doing the right thing? Glancing at the wailing mother, the mad father and the silent young girl—the female soldier felt like her heart was being torn into shreds at this moment. As she was having confusion and hesitation, she heard a series of footsteps nearing their location. The female soldier gulped and turn around, saluting to the soldier who had a rank higher than her. Beside this soldier was the mayor. “What’s happening here?” Mayor Hilton demanded, looking between the family of three and the two soldiers.

"That criminal had violated the law and endangered Zion's parents, so he was a heinous man instead!" "Meanwhile, Zion was a soldier who served the public." "Thus, he had to protect the countless civilians that were relying on him." "They didn't know how to fire a gun, nor did they have the right to do so. Therefore, if their country got into a war, they would be the most venerable people. On the other hand, he was a soldier." "Therefore, his duty was to protect the civilians." So what if he shot that person? He was only performing his duty!

Aria smiled faintly. "Don't worry if it's too boring. This is just one of the many things you'll experience. After all, you know how long you've been suppressing our heroes. "I hear you guys like nails. Enjoy them. And let me tell you something else—no one in our country wants you invaders walking free. "Our citizens are different. We appreciate our soldiers as we wouldn't be here without them. That's why countless people pray for our heroic spirits in Farshya. Trash like you? You belong exactly where you are."