Maru Planes: Fire & Rescue Novels & Stories

It wasn't directly to the island, but close enough that smoke or fire are visible could. Mara stood gorging on the sand. Their fire place was just a few meters away. She could make a signal in seconds. She had matches. Dry wood. Palm leaves. Her hands trembled. She kneeled. Collected the match box. Open it. A single match fell into her hand. She held it. And stared at the sea. The ship was moving slowly. Seconds passed.

To make sure he knew what was about, she made him face her and she gestured once more. Do not fire until I fire. The boy responded with his own Kalayaan Ranger hand signal. Copy. Do not fire. SA-2614 looked at him, cocked her head to one side, then nodded her approval. The boy really was not that stupid after all. If SA-2614 could be impressed, she would be. But she is SA-2614 and she is incapable of being impressed. Her comms came alive again with Alpha-1's gruff voice. "Bad news, boys and girls. They sent four marines in. Get ready, Alpha-4. They're coming to you."

March grabbed my upper arm and hauled me out of my seat. I tried to hide the pain that shot through my arm, but a soft groan escaped me. I felt my feet briefly leave the ground as he pulled me toward the door. The humid breeze outside sucked the unsteady breath from my lungs. Marcus let go of my arm and I stumbled against the outside railing leading up to the door. “Who is the Marine,” he spat. I straightened, but didn’t have a chance to answer when Marcus tumbled forward over the railing, landing on the gravel. Madden stood at the door. “Get in your vehicle, we’re leaving.”

With that, I get onto the radio with Harrison, "Harrison, we need those damn Cobra's here. All the other guys are out. It is just two Humvees and one HEMTT. We are going to get ourselves off in a corner so that we do not have anyone at our back. Just get someone out here." Harrison comes crackling back over the radio with a rather relieved voice, "Thank god, I thought you guys were out. I am sending in a fresh group of Marines now. Just hang in there until we can get there. There should be another group of tankers moving in just as we speak to get the fire off you guys and look for some of Group Two that had to bail out of their vehicles." "What? Do you want to tell me that there are Marines

"However, no matter how hard Ah Hu and others tried, the blazing fire continued to burn." "Nathaniel hadn't found Mango in the surrounding areas even though he had been searching for her for a long time. Suddenly, he received a call from Zion." "Mr. Ye, I discovered that a fire happened on one of these islands. Could mommy be there?" Give me the address. Nathaniel looked at the address that Zion sent and quickly let someone start the helicopter. "Seeing that the fire was out of control, Kolton quickly grabbed Mango and said, ""Quick! Arrange for the helicopter to take us away. Where's Marrisa? Take Marrisa away as well! Leave the rest alone."""

"The assault craft are fueled and waiting at the Marina South Pier, Mr. Vance. Let us go reclaim your fleet." ​Julian laced his fingers through Maya’s, pulling her close against his side as they stepped into the lead armored vehicle, ready to wage war on the dark waters of the Malacca Strait.

a firefighter stopped Caius. "I'm Caius Falcieri!" he snapped, flashing his credentials. "My wife was on that plane!" The search and rescue captain walked over, his face grim. "Mr. Falcieri, I'm sorry… but based on what we're seeing, the chances of finding any survivors are minimal." "Keep searching!" Caius grabbed his arm. "Use all my money! All my men! You have to find her!" "Sir, we'll do our best…"