Citizen Soldier Would Anyone Care Novels & Stories

“Listen, all I can say is that if I knew I wasn’t sorry, then we wouldn’t be talking at all, would we? I’d be dead. Maybe some of you, too. “Look at it this way - we’re all soldiers here, right? We’ve all killed. Or ordered kills. Hundreds, thousands, millions, billions… At which point did it all become numb to you, hm? “Do you even remember when you stopped caring who you shot your gun at? I don’t.

I heard a soldier call loudly. “I'm stepping out now.” I announced. “I'm an unarmed citizen of Silvercrest Pack.” I slowly, stepped out and into view with my hands held up high to show I wasn't a threat to them. “I'm a citizen. I was just returning from work and realized I had to get through no man's land before I reached home.” I explained. “I have an ID here in the left pocket of my..” “Stay still.” One of the soldiers ordered loudly and nodded at his comrade.

(Aeternum Soldiers) “Ahh!!..of course….thank you for liberating us from these evil, good sir…”.(Citizen)

Alvin's POV "And? Am I supposed to go to them and beg them for their support? If they don't want to support the living of the soldiers, they are better off dealing with the rogues alone. We are there to help them, and if they can't respect my soldiers and are adamant about hurting my people, I won't sit still and do nothing," I said, looking at the report before throwing it recklessly. "Give them a last warning. One more protest and I will call back my people. They are well-trained soldiers and not just some measly rogues that they can treat badly. I won't allow it under my watch," I said before looking at Collins, who nodded his head.

Putting themselves between the soldiers and the Matthews family. "We won't let you hurt them!" someone shouted. "Hope saved us! Gave us a chance! We protect her!" The soldiers hesitated. Couldn't fire into crowds of unarmed citizens. "Shoot them!" His father's voice commanded. "They're obstacles! Eliminate them!" Coalition soldiers lowered weapons. "No. We're not killing civilians. This is over." His father's soldiers didn't lower weapons. "Then you're traitors too." They fired. At Coalition forces. At civilians. At everyone.

"Now it is my turn soldier, how are you feeling?" "Apart from a pin cushion, I am fine." "So what, you are happy when someone tries to kill you?" "Boo, there is nothing that we can now do; just thank our lucky asses that we are alive." "I cannot see how you can live so casually with it." "I am not, of course, I am shit scared; why do you think I passed out? I don't want to go home with another body part gone." "Soldier, if you know that any of this would have happened, would you still have come?

"You are my best warrior." “Right now that may be true, but what about five years from now, ten years from now? You will get a better soldier than me at a much younger age than me. When you don't need me anymore, you will leave me. And then I will grow old in solitude and loneliness. As for my family, they didn't just use me when I was young and prime. They love me sincerely and will continue to be there for me until I die. In fact they are the ones who will cry for me when I'm died. So please, don't force me to be your soldier. I want to be a normal man, Kiev.” A heavy breath escaped from Kiev's nose, creating white steam that danced around his face. He looked very lethargic at Calvin's dec

she spoke with glee as she sipped on her coke, slurrped her spaghetti and munched her hotdog sandwich. Annabelle raised her eyebrow “What is so exciting about that horrible news?” “Well…those soldiers are from Manila right? I heard they’re good looking! ” She squirmed and explained. “Come to think of it. What if the man who would catch my looks and would sweep me off my feet is a Manilenyo?” Jenny said looking up like dreaming.

Louisa's POV "It's really good to have you here, Miss. We don't have any doctors in this camp." A soldier said when I was applying a tourniquet on his leg. "So what happens when you get injured?" I asked. The soldier looked very awkward and said, "Well, for minor injuries, we usually get self-medicated. If it's major, we'll be disqualified and sent away." "Sent away?" I frowned. The soldier immediately looked panicked and said, "Sorry, Miss. I shouldn't have mentioned this. I intend to talk a lot when I get nervous."

As if the idea offended him. “Pause? They’re gutting our fronts and parading it through the city like a circus. You want me to sit on my hands?” I looked down at the soldier on the ground, fading in and out of consciousness. This is exactly what you don’t do to loyal men. Beat them like dogs, and they’ll start wondering why they bother protecting you until one day, they suddenly stop.