Chapter One-The Invasion of Vietnam-Year:2244

http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQI6RCzJd8qtEuLSedTsPysf2Cs7rnmm_kOTaXgdmK77tbRxUUt&t=1 lifted off from the Tarmac on the http://farm1.static.flickr.com/67/195979105_990316f151.jpg.

"All you grunts and boys headed to Vietnam are gonna get on helluva Hoorah once you boys get to Khe Sanh!" Said the AAR man over the radio, i could barely hear him as our Huey had already lifted off.

"Kid! I heard that the Chinese barely got hit by our Nukes, makes it seem like both countries missed. Good thing for us, but bad for them, because we are already fighting their oil and arms dealers, the Middle Eastern Alliance, in Saudi Arabia." said my squad leader, Captain Micheal Smith.

"Yes Sir!" i replied back.

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I was born in a small town in http://www.city-data.com/forum/attachments/western-north-carolina/42063d1243105578-gimme-best-small-town-western-nc-main-street.jpg I always loved the Bread shop there....Oh how i loved it. Me and my friends used to put all our money together and buy up as much Bread as we could from that shop.

After an hour of flying, we landed at Khe Sanh, and i looked around, seeing wounded men being treated to, captured Vietnamese troops being sent to the POW camp area, men covering up dead bodies. It was horror. We were assigned to barracks 42, I was Bunk 3.

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Chapter Two-Vietnam-Oh, How we Danced...-Year:2244,November 3rd

We actually got our first letter of our families after being stationed in Khe Sanh for a month. I got a letter from my girlfriend, Peggy, and my parents. Both we're worried about me, and we're going to throw a huge party when i came home, i smiled, i was just about to write a reply for both of them, but my friend, Corporal Ryan Sanders interrupted me.

"Corporal, lets go, Captain wants us in the http://vietnamtraveldepot.com/other-services/images/jeep.jpg. Something about a convoy headed to Saigon." Sanders said

"Okay, ill get ready now." I reached for my backpack, and the rest of my combat gear. I heard rumors of this day, we were going to restore the Vietnamese government from the Commies. It was a large assault, we were throwing almost all forces in the Sector toward Saigon.

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Thanks, First Person is hard for me, but this has really boosted my confidence, thanks, and i hope you keep reading!

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Chapter Three-Remember those walls I built?

"LETS GO LETS GO!" screamed the Captain as we ran out of the jeep, i could hear over a radio a bunch of pvssyr

DAMN IT! WE JUST LOST SECTOR CHARLIE! BROKEN ARROW!.....SUPPRESSION FIREEEE!....WE NEED A MEDIVAC!!!

"Holy [censored]..." i said as i saw a village blown to bits from an airstrike "I hope they got out..."

The Viet Cong, the "Peoples" army, was taking a beating in Sector Baker, i heard Able Company managed to break through the wall of Saigon.

After hours of heaving fighting, we broke into the Imperial Palace, I fought my way to the roof.

"FOR HO CHI MINH!" screamed a Viet Cong as he charged me, I grabbed one of his Grenades, stuffed it in his pocket, and threw him into a door, he was totally killed. I managed to get to the roof, i unraveled the US flag, took down the Commies flag, and strung up the real Vietnamese flag

"SAIGON HAS FALLEN TO US!" I screamed

Chapter Four-Suicide is painless-November 11th 2244

I wrote Peg when i woke up on the 11th, our anniversary of being together, and the date we were going to get married

Dear Peg,

I wish you could get this letter on the 11th, but by the time you get this, it will be Christmas.So ill wish you a Happy Thanksgiving, and Merry Christmas. Today is probably going to be fun, sitting the Rec Room, watching movies, playing pool, earning money in Poker. Sometimes the NVA will launch a attack, only to get smoked by the Bravo Forties. Sometimes we get lucky, and they surrender, we send them to a POW camp in My Lai, then we send them to Levanworth in D.C. I have to go now Peg, but i hope you know, ill always love you.

With love
Your Maxwell

Chapter Five-Hail to the Chief- Chirstmas,2244

(This chapter is entered told in the homefront.And with the Third person)

"My fellow Americans, i know this is a tough time, we are fighting the Middle Eastern Alliance to stop them from handing over valuable fuel, and weapons, to the Chinese, but we will endure, we endured during the Great Plague, we endured during the close Atomic War. Our boys are in Vietnam, fighting the enemy-" Peg turned the TV off, she read the letter her boyfriend had sent her.

Dear Peg,

I wish you could get this letter on the 11th, but by the time you get this, it will be Christmas.So ill wish you a Happy Thanksgiving, and Merry Christmas. Today is probably going to be fun, sitting the Rec Room, watching movies, playing pool, earning money in Poker. Sometimes the NVA will launch a attack, only to get smoked by the Bravo Forties. Sometimes we get lucky, and they surrender, we send them to a POW camp in My Lai, then we send them to Levanworth in D.C. I have to go now Peg, but i hope you know, ill always love you.

With love
Your Maxwell

Then, there was a knock at the door, she went to open it, and there she saw her neighbors, Mr. and Mrs. Gunderson, crying.

"What happened?" she let them in with a lump in her throat.

"Our boy, Johnny..died in Vietnam" Mr. Gunderson said

"Oh dear! Was he in Khe Sanh?" Peg asked

"Yes...." replied Mrs. Gunderson

"I will write Max, he might have known him, but he says that Khe Sanh is pretty big." She said, with that optimistic tone she had

"Well, we will get the funeral ready...." said Mr. Gunderson

Chapter Six- It's Charlie!- Vietnam-a week before Christmas

"Look what i got!" said the Captain to his squad mates "Six tickets for a week trip to Tokyo, the SCO said that we have god above and beyond the Call of Duty, and that we deserve a trip to Tokyo!"

"That's sweet! I've been living in mud for two months, so I've totally forgotten what "high class life" is like!" said my buddy, Private Jonathan Watkins

"Well, i put in reservations for the hotel for Christmas, so for a week, we will stay at Khe Sanh." said the Captain

"Damn...." said Ryan, who was clearly disappointed

"But don't wor-" our Squad Leader never finished his sentence, the NVA was bombing our position with edited C-47s

"GET DOWN!!!" screamed a Marine who was rushing to get to cover! I never did find out what happened to him. I saw a Huey go down near by our barracks

The NVA started a new Offensive, they never attacked like this in raids. After an hour of hiding under our beds, the shelling and firing and bombing suddenly stopped.

"Is it safe?" asked the Private

"Not sure, Corporal! Go check it out" the Captain pointed to me, I went outside, I found the dust emanating from the shell attacks, crashed C-130s, destroyed Choppers, and mutilated corpses of our boys.

"Its safe sir!" I shouted, I gripped my gun as hard as i could.

Chapter Seven-Tokyo here we come!-Vietnam/Japan-Christmas Week-2244

It was a week after the bombardment was the day we left. I got packed with my http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/8/8a/Bermuda_Regiment_Warrant_Officers.jpg, my http://www.escreations.com/sitebuilder/images/green_khaki_shirt_1_-369x305.jpg, my http://shakatime.com/Merchant2/graphics/00000001/M6408160-KKI.jpg, and my http://www.shushans.com/pj/PJ39NC-KHAKI.jpg, i also packed a few personal belongings. The rest I left in Khe Sanh. We got to the airport, only to be told all the Aircraft bound to Tokyo are filled with wounded. So we went back to Khe Sanh. We were then told that there would be a major offensive against the Viet Cong in Laos and Cambodia. We got suited up and got into the Halftracks and Jeeps and rolled out into the hell hold of Vietnam

This is closed due to lack of ideas. I really can't think of much. Ya know.

They can indeed be a problem. I would recommend in the future that you slow down and write out the story in Word, or the free alternative, Open Office. Write it all out. This will prevent these problems. Anyway, may another brilliant idea once again grace your head.