I Do This For My Squad Novels & Stories

"I've been looking at your extra curriculum activities.. and.... You don't have any. A new position is open on the squad and I think you should join. You did do gymnastics in Africa, right?" "Yes ma'am, but which squad are you talking about?" "The cheer leading squad." I gulped.

-I can do it. —But I also like your bad part, I like to see you trying to suffocate a person with your legs even when you have a bullet navigating your organs—I leave my hand on his wound and he grimaces in pain—. I like being on your team and now we have to put ourselves into practice for our own private team. -Just you and me. "Just you and me," I repeat, nodding.

The girl looked into the visor of the Human Base Tech, seeing only emptiness in those eyes. Assessment day has always been Squad Alpha's favorite day. While they were never allowed to give an opinion before, they were asked to help with the challenges. Most of the challenges were normal, like sparing, agility tests, stealth, and target practice. Though a few were a bit more unique. There is a game called Prey-Hunter, lung capacity test, or Aeon's personal favorite and current objective; Wake Up Call.

Well, that is true. Eito Ries is the oldest among us. He is the leader of the squad since he knew how to handle every person on the squad. He always having the authority aura but he is as fun as we are. He is not killjoy but when we does something that he does not like, his eyes will burn and we need to take the punishment that he will do.

Jada interrupted me, completing my sentence in a mocking tone, “yeah, I have heard it all before.” I rolled my eyes at her. “Niko and his squad are coming because we need some fierce hands on deck. Aleksander is a stubborn man.” “So you plan to force his hands with threat and violence?” Jada raised her brows at me. I patted her shoulder, “Exactly.” Jada inhaled and exhaled slowly. I could tell she was losing it with me but it was almost normal for me at this point. I included her in my squad because she was strong and Jada had always pulled through for us whenever we needed her.

Two squad members spoke after her, both echoing the same idea, careful and general, never quite naming anything beyond reputational risk. Then it was my turn. I stood at the front of the room with my statement in my hand, though I had it mostly memorised by now, having read it aloud enough times over the past three days that the words no longer felt like they belonged only on paper. "I have been captain of this squad for a year and a half," I said. "In that time we have placed in the top three at every regional competition. We have not had a single formal complaint about squad conduct until this one. I say that first because I think it matters more than anything else in this room, more than

she asked quietly as she sat up, swinging her legs to the floor. "The empire is running," Gordon smiled. "It calls to our lycan when so many of us feel the urge to run at the same time. It doesn't happen often, usually when the pack is celebrating something. Tonight we run to celebrate the long life of the lycan and our mating." He pulled Sharon into his arms, dropping a soft kiss on her mouth, running his hands through her auburn hair. "I'm sorry I missed your first shift. I can't wait to meet your lycan, sweetheart."

Do you want to claim your reward? [ new mission was issued by the system] [ mission: Buy slaves 0/20] [ reward: Military Training Manual (superior)].

she needed people who didn't exist in the digital world. Beside her stood The Grey Guard—a team of ten "Un-Synced" survivors who had spent the last five years training in the "Dark Zones." They wore mechanical exo-suits powered by pressurized steam and clockwork gears, shielded by lead-lined plates that made them look like medieval knights from a rusted future.

I replied without hesitation. “So who’s going?” Liam asked, looking around warily. “The three of us,” I gestured to myself, Alpha Bruce, and Liam, “and Grace. We join them. Keep eyes on every corner. And if there’s anything to gain from this chaos... we’ll be the ones holding the knife when it comes.” THE BLOOD LUNA. COMMANDER LUIZ KAMAU “Okay, boys… ladies—listen up.” I slammed my palm flat against the table, the sharp crack echoing through the underground hall. Forty heads turned. Forty eyes fixed on me. Some of these faces I’d seen since we built this neutral squad from scratch—others were newer, hungry and battle-worn, eager to prove something.