liah

This Means War

After walking for a few minutes, I began to relax, knowing the Jaxlor's wouldn't be able to hear us. "That was just a small group of them. I wonder where the rest are?" I thought aloud. "And now that I think of it, we need to be more careful. What if we run into a trap or something. They could be watching us at this very moment and we wouldn't even know."

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Once we arrived to our destination, we began to discuss who would be the one to go and scope out the scene. "I'll go check it out." I said quietly, trying to end the conversation quickly. I saw the thick, white smoke rising in the air. They must've been burning leaves or something for the smoke to look like that. I quietly walked as close to them as I could without them seeing me. I hid behind a bush and peeked through. There was a group of about seven or eight people sitting around the fire with their guns leaning against logs and trees. Most of them were talking, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. I could see one of them picking their teeth. There was a big, muscular woman who had half a sleeve of tattoo's on her arm. I wouldn't want to mess with her. The others were buff, well in shape and looked like they were ready for anything. Their uniforms had the ((insert country name here. we should figure that out)) flag on the left shoulder sleeve. It was the enemy. Backing away carefully, I turned to Sam and the others, shaking my head and letting them know that these weren't our guys.

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As we followed behind Penelope, I picked the leaves off of tree's as we passed by. "Oh, what's this?" I stopped, standing on my toes to grab a piece of fruit hanging from a tree. "It's a mango tree." I smiled, picking one. I didn't really like mangos, but they were better than that nasty oatmeal we had earlier. Rubbing it on my shirt in an attempt to clean it, I took a bite. It was so sweet. It was delicious.
"Almost there!" Penelope called to the rest of us. "Get ready to make that turn soon. Just follow me."

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"It's 9:00. Still bright and early in the morning." Luke had a big black watch on his wrist that he looked at.
"Oh good. It shouldn't take us long to get there." I said as I kicked a pebble as we walked. "I hope it doesn't get hotter as the day goes on." I said, knowing it would do exactly that. Good thing we had a ton of water.

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"Yep. If we go straight for about thirty minutes then a left, we should be right where the smoke is coming from." She said with a nod and smile. "I'm guessing we can figure out who'll be the one to check on things once we're close." She adjusted her backpack one more time before heading in the direction she said the smoke was.

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"Nope. The one thing we really needed." I huffed. "Or, one of us could climb a tree? See how big this place is and scope things out from a better view?" I suggested. Penelope volunteered in a heartbeat, dropping her bag on the ground and climbing the nearest tree. We stood back as we watched her climb.
"I don't see too much!" She yelled down. "Just tree's, and tree's... Ooop! There's some smoke. More tree's..." She trailed off before sliding back down. "The smoke is far out. There's no way to tell if it's from our peeps or not." She picked up her pack and slung it over here shoulder.

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I stashed the knife and one of the guns on my body, just as Luke did in case of an emergency. "It won't be too bad." I sad, knowing exactly how heavy this thing would get after carrying it for a long time.
"Yeah, don't be such a baby, Luke." Christy nudged him and laughed. He shooed her away, rolling his eyes and getting to his feet. I stood up as well as the others and glanced around the area. Everything was so pretty and colorful.
"So he said they're in a cave." I cleared my throat. "I wish we could get a birds eye view on this place to see if there might be one nearby." I adjusted my backpack so it fit comfortably on my back. "Where should we start looking?"

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When we reached a good spot, I sat down against a tree and sat my pack in my lap. Christy, Penelope, Sam, and Luke all did the same. "Let's see what we've got here." I unzipped my back pack and began to go through it. There was a canteen of water big enough to last me about two days. A first aid kit, complete with bandages, a tiny bottle of peroxide and alcohol that was just enough to clean any wounds, a needle and thread for stitches, gauze, and other typical items you find in a kit. There was a knife, two guns, a thermal jacket for possible cold weather, a thin blanket, a walkie talkie, canned foods and granola in a bag. So far, they'd packed a good bag for us.

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I nodded. "Good idea. Hopefully they gave us a map so we know where exactly we need to go." I adjusted my back pack and looked out at the beach. It was so beautiful. The white sand and clear blue water. I wished we could enjoy it. But we weren't here for that. "Welp. Lead the way, guys." I looked at Sam and the others.

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"Oh, cool. Well thank you." I smiled back at him. When the minute was up, we were landing on the beach. I took off my seat belt and then my headset. One of the soldiers opened the helicopter doors and let us out.

"Now what you need to do is be quick. Run to the trees as fast as you can and stay hidden. Be stealthy, be careful, and watch out for one another. If you're going to be on the beach, it better be close to sunset so no one can see you that well. Got it?" He said and we nodded. "Good. Good luck, soldiers." He saluted us.