Citizen Soldier Would Anyone Care Novels & Stories

He saluted, and I did mine too, which was still sloppy compared to his. "I came here to fetch you, but I ended up watching a one against a mob brawl," he said. He looked serious, and I cleared my throat. "Your hands were too full. You failed to notice that your ride has arrived." "If I was in her shoes," said a kid who got off the copter from behind the soldier. "I'd ignore you as well. The immediate threat was before her, not above her."

Mary, on the other hand, cried like a devastated parent who had lost her child. “Please! Please save Snow!” The elderly couple wanted to kneel again. “Our son is already gone. Snow is all that we have left. If she… if she…” The two of them could no longer continue speaking properly as despair took over. Andrius was furious. The soldiers fought for the country on the battlefield, bleeding their last drop of blood to defend the nation, yet pricks relied on their social statuses to do whatever they want to others. Such atrocity could not be tolerated.

the titan agreed, a deep rumble of amusement laced in its voice. "The soldiers are broken," Rhyzar added, a satisfied chuckle vibrating beneath her. "They won’t return." Caelia sighed, relieved. But then another horrifying thought hit her. "But—they won’t hound us for ceremonies every day now, will they?" She flushed violently at the question, regretting it instantly. A slow chuckle rolled through Rhyzar.

Do you think we can trick him this time? Soldier two answers, "If I see him, I don't care what the orders are, I'm killing him on sight!" "And you'll be in prison forever." Soldier one laughs. "At least I'd be alive. ...Shhh! What's that? You hear something?" Soldier two whispers.

After the initial shock, all these people began to talk to each other and try to work out what was going on. I heard some ridiculous comments such as, “The creators have sent us to the main world. We have to prepare for the void war.” That person was immediately shunned for his ridiculous comment and people began to gather around someone who said that they were in the army. He was talking about how someone will find everyone soon and rescue everyone. I smiled at that. There must be at least a thousand people around us. If not more. How did he expect so many people to be rescued at once? The so-called soldier was a little suspicious to me though. He didn't look like one for starters and two e

“But I worry for his civilians, too.” Hank turns to me, his eyes narrowed in confusion. “What do you mean?’ Simon shoots me a similar look. “I mean that the more of his soldiers we kill, the deeper he reaches into his citizenry for more fighters,” I explain. “You’ve noticed that a good bulk of them aren’t well trained. I’m sure his true warriors are just as seasoned as we are. Some of them must be simple farmers or merchants forced to fight. And I fear something else is wrong right now.”

Thomas said to the soldier who led the army, “I already know your sincerity. Now, please go back. After all, I don’t have any real power. If your superiors find out that you’ve made such a big scene, they will punish you.” He loved his soldiers like his sons. The soldier nodded. “Commander-in-chief, we’re going back now. We believe that you won’t retire for the rest of your life. We’ll wait for the day that you come back.” After the soldier spoke, he turned around and left. They brought the members of Nocturnal and left. “Will there be a day that I go back?” Thomas chuckled. He also could not be sure whether that day would come or not. At this time, the loli trotted over. She agitatedly said

Jody Gardner immediately asked, "Your Majesty, will I be punished for taking away the lives of so few troops?" "You ... how dare you say the number of troops is insignificant? Don't you ever think the lives of those troops are important?" Bill retorted whose anger had now peaked. Jody Gardner snapped back, "It's not that they don't matter but when a soldier chooses to be on the battlefield, he must be prepared to lose his life in defense of his homeland. Isn't that right, General Mackenzie?" The two men stared at each other fiercely and it was obvious that neither of them wanted to give in.

They are afraid of direct contact with villagers who may have been infected without them knowing it. "Go back to your homes until help is given! don't barge in because you will inflict disease on the townspeople!" shouted a soldier. "To hell with help! we have been suffering for weeks, our children and family have died and we are starving! but where's the help you promised? you bastard soldiers! we pay you with the tax money we pay, but you're let us suffer like this!" "That's right! you have become enemies of the people! you sycophants of the city government who have no conscience ...!"

A few heads turned slowly, and Chausson leaned back in her chair with a deliberate slowness, her arms folded and her smirk blooming like she’d been waiting all morning to be entertained. “We are not retaliating against civilians for being afraid,” I said, pressing both hands to the table as I stood. “They are hungry and cornered. If we march into their neighborhoods with rifles, we confirm everything David said about us, we make his story real.” One of the generals stabbed a finger toward me. “What about our soldiers? The ones bleeding in our streets? Maybe you’d notice them if you weren’t so busy baking with bloodsuckers.”