Citizen Soldier Would Anyone Care Novels & Stories

"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.

Calhoun slowly asked. "No." getting uncomfortable, Elena stood up from where she sat, and Calhoun made way for her to pace. "I was afraid that if I tell you this, you might make me simply sit out this fight. But I want to be part of it. Something deep in me tells me that I have to be part of it. I just wasn't prepared for the blood, the gore. Human lives are wasted, just like that. At that moment, when I fought out there, I realized that the soldiers were not so much different from livestock. The only difference is that they are giving up their lives for their country, but this makes me think; what is the point of it all?" she turned to look at Calhoun.

Scarlett’s POV My heart raced as I watched the soldier's reaction to the empty cage. His frustration was evident in his exclamation, but it didn't reveal his true intentions. Was he expecting to find me there? Or was he simply following orders to investigate the cage? As conflicting thoughts swirled in my mind, caution became my guiding principle. I couldn't afford to reveal myself prematurely, not when my safety and the safety of those I cared about hung in the balance. I needed more information, a clearer understanding of this soldier's allegiances.

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."

Carter asked jovially. The Corporal was astounded when they greeted him with a heavy heart one after the other, “Good afternoon, Corporal.” “Good afternoon. How may we assist you?” “Thank you, Corporal. We wish to inquire about the civilian who was killed yesterday,” Gerald stated, and the Corporal furrowed his brow. “A civilian killed?” He asked in bewilderment. “Yes. The news is all over the place,” Samuel made clear. “I don't think this is the right place to make such an inquiry.”

He got down with one knee to the ground and bowed. "I am sorry if that annoyed you, Lord…" the soldier apologized. "And yes, I will do all what you ask me to do. I would never go against your order. You can trust me." I simply watched the scene. I was already imagining what life would be for me without food. I would probably lose consciousness if it became too much. I began to imagine that no one found out that I had fainted and before anyone saw me, I had died. I was long lost in this thinking until I heard someone's voice. I had to snap out of it.

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.