Chapter One: Row, Row, Row Your Boats...
February 18th, 1945, 2300, The Pacific...
"Hand me a smoke, will yuh?"
"What? Smoke? I ain't got any smokes"
"What do you mean 'ain't got any smokes'? You always got smokes you liar, hand it over jackass"
"Screw you man, I ain't got any smokes I tell you!" I said, just as I finished one of the cannons let loose its shell, throwing it away to the island.
"Who got smokes?" Libgotte persisted.
"I don't know. Ask JayJay!" I yelled as another cannon boomed.
I looked toward the bombarded island, damn Japanese holed up in there like hell, waiting for us to arrive, god I hope these bombardments work.
"Sh--! Holy Sh--! KIP! KIP! LOOK!" JayJay screamed and pointed to the skies.
"Well I be damned" I said as hundreds of Hellcats and other fighters and bombers zoomed above and past us, approaching the island and letting hell loose.
Half of the Marines on board screamed and yelled in joy, the other half gave the passing planes the finger - I could swear I saw a Hellcat pilot giving me the finger... But, hell, could just be my imagination.
I put my fingers in my ears as the siren of the cruiser let loose its scream, and the cannons on the cruiser let loose its fiery hell, I could see the mushrooms of smoke and flame from the blasts rise over the island.
"Kip, this is it!"
"Screw it JayJay, you know we ain't gonna invade it yet. Been three days already." I yelled back.
"Don't matter man, just lock and load. Trust me, this is it!" He yelled back, excited.
As Midnight struck, I decided to down to the bunks and get some proper needed sleep, the night's skies had no stars, probably because of the smoke coming from Iwo there... Aside the booming cannons, it was also far too quite and the sea far too calm... I don't know... It just all contributed to this strange, chilling feeling. I couldn't help but feel that this isn't going to end well... But hell, what do I know? I'm just a Sergeant.
February 19th, 1945, 0700, The Pacific...
"Row, row, row your boats, steadily down the stream! Merrily merrily..." One of the soldiers at the back started signing, soon enough the entire squad started singing, I couldn't help but smile.
"Sarge!" The 'driver' yelled, I looked at him, he indicated with his fingers we only got twenty seconds.
"LADIES! LISTEN UP!" I yelled to the men on the boat, as I stood up on some sort of a metal ledge, probably wasn't too wise, but I would've done anything to get their attention.
"We just got twenty seconds until we land on Iwo! As we all know, this piece of sh-- of an island is crawling with Japs, I want you to stick together in pairs and watch each others' backs!
"We don't expect much resistance on the shore, but we all know what military intelligence is! GET READY!" I screamed as I loaded my rifle, the rest of the Marines yelled: "Oorah!" As they prepared for battle.
"Sh--... It's all gonna be all right... Just... Run forward..." I mumbled to myself as an artillery shot landed right next to the boat.
"THIS IS IT!" The 'driver' yelled, the ramp lowered.
"GO GO GO!" I screamed as I bolted out, I could feel a stinging pain in my shoulder, but I didn't know what it was - Nor did I care. I just needed to get the hell out of there.
"COME ON! COME ON!" I yelled and looked back, only to see that half of the Marines on my boat now lay in a puddle of blood and a machinegun trace is heading towards me.
I ran towards one of the rocks on the beach, as I reached it I was accompanied by two more of my soldiers;
"Fu-- me, Kip, this is insane! No way in hell are we supposed to get past this!" Libgotte said as he pointed to a trench-bunker stronghold spraying the beach.
"Libgotte, on me, you as well!" I told the two, I didn't recognize the other soldier, I didn't have the time for courtesy, and if he was insulted, well, tough luck. For some reason, that's all I could think about... Hell, mortars exploding next to me? Machineguns blazing at me? Planes bombarding? Who cares about that? I just wanted to be sure that if he's insulted, then that's his fault. I couldn't help but wonder how screwed up I am.
"Doc! DOC!" I yelled as I slammed with my shoulder into a large rock with the other two right behind me, a medic was patching up an already dead man behind it; "DOC!" I yelled again;
"WHAT!?" He screamed back at me, the guy was panicking.
"He's already dead you idiot! Go to the other guys! We got wounded men up there and we need you! This guy's dead!"
"He's not dead, HE'S NOT DEAD!" He yelled back at me, pushing me away.
"Screw this guy Kip, we need to keep moving!" Libgotte said.
"Damnit!" I yelled as I kept moving on, with the two trailing behind me. I jumped into a forsaken trench and told the other two to stay down as they jumped in as well. I peered up to see what about the medic back there, but the rock he hid behind was now nothing short of a pile of smoking dust. Must be a terrible fate to die so abruptly... But that's his fault.
Yet again, I couldn't help but convince myself that nothing I did here was my fault... Then I realized I was still looking up, I immediately pulled myself down.
"Libgotte, you got a radio?"
"Sh--" He said; "I ain't got no radio, Kip. But Leroy here got one" He said.
"Leroy? Sh-- man, never seen you on my platoon. Get in touch with the Big E, tell them we need some help here, bombard that damn bunker!"
"Yes sir, I'll get right on it" Leroy said, and started calling up the fire mission.
"Libgotte, listen, I need you to stay here with Leroy, I'll be back" I said, Libgotte looked at me as if I was insane, and I started running away into the trench, I saw a couple of Marines rushing into it not too far away.
"Marines!" I yelled, as I approached them;
"Sarge, good to see you!" One of them said, we were still about two meters away - But just enough for me to feel the searing heat and jump back, as the two were burned alive.
"Sh--! Sh--!" I yelled and ran back to the other two.
"Well?" I asked Leroy.
"They coming, sir" He said, pointing up.
"Good, fina--" I was cut off but a huge explosion not far from us, I was knocked back into the other side of the trench and couldn't open my eyes...
I could feel my heart pounding... Dear god... I haven't even fired my rifle...
Sh--... I can't die like this...
Sh--... I WON'T die like this...
Next up: Chapter Two: Gently Down The Stream...