The Encounter in Brazil
“We go in there, and shoot the Brazilians down one by one and the job is all done.” Zeldon smiled, listening to his fellow trooper explain to the group, his view of the mission.
“We are approximately ten km from the location,” yelled the pilot, struggling to explain details with the sound of the chopper in the background.
Zeldon peered down, revealing the forest which was filled with trees lined so accurately he considered abandoning his perspective of the Amazon forest being a natural wonder.
“Zeldon, join me, and your family is safe forever,” Zeldon could hear the voice whispering inside his head.
Zeldon reached for his wallet and stared at a picture of his wife and daughter. It was his daughter’s fifth birthday. The house was full of people; the cake was decorated with a picture of her imprinted into the cake, a gold coloured candle in the middle shaped into a 5. Her smile looks so innocent, and beside her stood his wife, who with her black silky hair, and gleaming blue eyes, looked beautiful always.
“Mayday! Mayday!” shouted the pilot as the helicopter went down.
“What’s happening?” asked Zeldon
“We’ve been hit by a Brazilian anti-aircraft missile,” answered Manly. He a calm and fit man and a member of the Special Ops
“Evacuate, Evacuate,” said the pilot.
“What about you?” asked Zeldon
“I’ll be fine. My life is this baby and I am not prepared to leave it. If it goes down, so will me,” said the pilot in a sad voice.
Zeldon hustled grabbing his M16 and parachute preparing for the leap. He took a moment to observe his location, above the dense forest, with a miniature building in the background, and jumped. He deployed his parachute, and glided through the trees, trying to get as close as he cou...
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...eldon put his gun down. ‘Bang’ a bullet screamed past Zeldon and went right through Karov’s head, and from the shadow came Manly.
“I will rescue the president; you just take your family and go. There is a door that leads straight to the forest. Here’s the remote,” said Manly.
When Zeldon pressed the remote, instantly rays of sun light stroke the cell, and revealed various screens and gadgets hidden by the shadows. Among those machines was a helicopter. As Zeldon and his family flew out of the complex, there was an explosion. Tears ran down Zeldon’s face, but almost instantly after he smiled, hearing the sound of a chopper
3 days later
“Zeldon and Manly, will be receiving an honour medal for their brave efforts in Brazil, in rescuing the president,” said the speaker.
“Thank you Zeldon. Do you want to hang out more often,” said Manly.
“Sure,” replied Zeldon.
The author writes, “It was dangerous. The flash might be seen in the darkness, and there were enemies watching. He decided to take the risk” (10). The Sniper realises that what he is doing is risky, but he disregards the warning from his brain and continues on. The Sniper knows what the enemy looks for as he lights his cigarette anyway. The author says that “The sniper darted across the street. A machine gun tore up the ground around him with a hail of bullets, but he escaped” (14). There are people out there ready to shoot him but the Sniper decides to go out and see who the other soldier was. As bullets rain down on the Sniper, he courageously rushes on, even though his life is at risk. The Sniper’s bravery is exposed in his ability to stay calm and keep his composure until the job is
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THE PAST :.. In days gone by, the four species managed to live in perfect harmony. Witches, werewolves and vampires lived in secret, blending in with the humans on a daily basis - and the humans remained completely in the dark about their existence. It was after thousands of years of living this way, whilst everything was completely normal, that a small group of vampires decided that they’d had enough. They spent months devising plans.
“I was not aware that he was either, Commander; however, the code does match the one he used back when he was with us.”
David drops his head down once again. He looks through his scope and sees the crosshairs slowly dropping down on Spitfire and slowly squeezes the trigger. Grrrrrrrrrrr! Bang!!!!!!! At first David didn't know what hit him harder, the crack of the Remington .308 or the deadly blow of Scar’s massive paw.
“Now is the time for this good man to come to the aid of My Country”
‘yes, I did, he’ll be able to give Stella the protection that we can’t’ my father catches his breath in his throat before hugging my mom.
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“We are under attack!” Jimmy, our patrol man, yells leaping for the trench. A bullet pierces his skull before hits the ground leaving his body lifeless and bloody at my feet.
...s there is an American base 40 klics from here,” I yelled to make sure he heard me.
I asked myself. Did the pilot lose control or something? I looked at Cory again. He was on his phone, probably with the police, asking what was going on. They were telling him to remain calm and that’s when he lost it. “. . . Calm? Remain calm? There is a plane in the side of the building and you’re asking me to be calm? Uh-huh. Okay. Goodbye now.” He hung up. He looked at me, straight in the face, with a frantic look in his eyes. “I think we’re being attack Jane,” he said. And that’s when I got scared. .
”First, I’m going to stitch up your head, and then I don’t know.“ I turn towards her and wrap my hands gently around her face. ”But I know we will find him. He’s our boy and we won’t stop until he is back home.“
“Hurry up, we almost arrive our base camp! Once we climb over this mountain, we will be able to see the camp.”
The Creature That Opened My Eyes Sympathy, anger, hate, and empathy, these are just a few of the emotions that came over me while getting to know and trying to understand the creature created by victor frankenstein in Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. For the first time I became completely enthralled in a novel and learned to appreciate literature not only for the great stories they tell but also for the affect it could have on someones life as cliché as that might sound, if that weren’t enough it also gave me a greater appreciation and understanding of the idiom “never judge a book by its cover.” As a pimply faced, insecure, loner, and at most times self absorbed sophomore in high school I was never one to put anytime or focus when it came time