"War does not determine who's right – only who's left." – Bertrand Russell
"W-what even are you?" Jordan pointed his finger in fear at the strange girl in front of him.
The same strange girl cradling Brandon a while ago.
The same girl who saved them just moments ago.
She was not human, that much is true, and Jordan was not a religious man, but what was in front of him…it made him question everything.
In fact, he may have immediately converted back to Christianity at this point.
It's an angel, probably. Or is it an elaborate communist trick…nah impossible. Or perhaps it's a fake angel?
No, it can't be…she already did the impossible.
"But why now? This war has been going on for years, why did god send angels just now?"
But those are pointless questions now. He realizes this when B52 bombers began carpet bombing PAVN positions up north.
They were still in combat, no point in thinking about philosophical questions.
Perhaps he can use her to fight. He immediately mentally slapped himself.
"Stop with that shit Jordan!"
Even if she is an angel or whatever superhuman, a kid like her has no business being in this hell. He has to get her out of here.
"Hell, she looks like she's at the same age as my little sister at school."
Jordan recomposed himself and spoke to her after bombs dropped in the distance, "Miss, you need to come with us and evacuate yourself…this is not exactly a safe place…we assure you, we can get you to safety, we can't just leave a kid like you in an active combat zone, so please follow us."
Serika was taken aback by the soldier's statement.
"They care about me…a student…about my safety first? When these adults can literally die to gunfire?"
Just then a familiar voice shouted behind her.
"SERIKA!" Jordan was alerted as another girl appeared out of nowhere from the jungle, going behind the first strange girl.
The marines responded by aiming their guns at both girls, just as another squad of marines arrived to reinforce them.
"Shiroko?" Serika asked in surprise as she turned to see Shiroko arrive. "You're here too?"
"I don't know, I just woke up and I'm here…uhh, Serika who are these guys?! A-and where are we?" She asked as she aimed her gun at them too, just as artillery fire thundered in the distance.
"I have no idea," Serika replied uncomfortably.
In the Marine line, a medic rushed to the 2 injured Marines, before the leader of the other squad, Sergeant Dennis Lee moved towards Sergeant Jordan.
"Jordan who the hell are these lasses? And why are they armed with…wait a minute is that a fucking halo on top of their heads? And animal ears?" The sergeant asked, bewildered as the second group of Marines aimed their guns at the girls in a defensive manner.
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The Angels Of The Battlefield
Fanfiction"We never imagined angels will grace us in these desolate rainforests. Perhaps we need a mental evaluation. But at this point... this war has gotten us so numb, a bunch of teenage angels appearing on Vietnam out of nowhere is nothing but just anothe...
