Entry #1
Posted on: August 14, 2011, at 11:24:33pm

I remember the first night on the field..
that cold rainy night in the trenches..
everyone was on edge, scared, sick..
only 500 soldiers remained, we stayed there for a week just surviving on little rations and food we could find...some of us ate the dead but we didn't care, we wanted to survive, live, breathe..

2 more hours till the enemy reaches the trenches and i pray that the Spartans make it in time, we've waited for so long my feet are tired, broken, my body ached, sore..


this is what i felt from the first night on the field, i was a private 1st class of the First Strike Division

The Akatsuki are relentless...