by media_junkie » Fri Mar 05, 2010 8:25 am
You find yourself starting to wake up to the sounds of thunder in the distance however when your eyes come into focus you can see blue sky through the roof. You are feeling a sharp pain in your right side and are finding it hard to breath. You find yourself attempting to sit up when you realize that you shouldn't be able to see the sky through the roof, you scan your surroundings and realize that you are in what is left of a small barn that is missing one wall and the roof as well. You look around and see what appears to be rubble from the roof and the wall that is missing, still smoldering in some places.
Atempting to stand up you feel the sharp pain in your side again and look down to see a two foot long piece of wood sticking out of your right side. With the trouble you are having breathing you know that a lung has been punctured. Grasping the wooden debris with both hands you pull it out of your side and throw it away. As soon it is out of your body you can start to feel yourself knit back together, but even still it is going to be a few hours before you are one hundred percent again.
Standing up you give a closer look to your surroundings and see a few dead men in Australian military uniforms and then the memories come flooding back. You were part of a six man commando unit that had snuck into Japanese controlled Melbourne to take out a refueling depot. The thunder you hear in the distance is not thunder at all; it is the still exploding fuel tanks that you and the five other men were able to set charges to. Unfortunately you were not able to take them all out but your group did manage to set charges to half of them. That should slow down the Japs for a bit.
Your group was discovered while setting the charges and you all decided to make a break for it, you made it to the outskirts of Melbourne before you were surrounded. The six of you decided to go down fighting, because you had all heard of the “luxuries” that would be afforded to you in a Japanese work camp, so you took cover in this stone and mortar barn. The battle lasted just over an hour when the Japanese decided to quit sending men to their death and just bomb the hell out of you. Obviously that plan worked for them, your group on the other hand didn’t hold up to well.
”Damn it Shepard Jones, this is another fine mess you have gotten yourself in.”
{Ok Beebs, you are off and running.}