Personal Narrative: My First Vietnam War

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As I trudged through the deep snowfall and the various dead soldiers' bodies, looking for supplies on the battlefield, the cold crisp air stung my nose like a thousand bees, I was lucky that the battlefield was deserted a few weeks ago by the enemy or else I would have been shot where I was standing.
You see I have lived in this war torn town for weeks now and ‘the others’ as we call them, were ruthless when they came, they were like a tornado and wrecked our town to shreds. The only known free survivors were me and my older brother Flynn. Everyone else is either dead or caught. We haven’t heard from any other people since the government sent the last fleet of soldiers now it was just radio silence. My brother and I were camping when it started and only found out what was going on when the soldiers on our side came across us and brought us to their base, but then
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The truck stopped a few meters behind us and then the door opened and a tall, tanned man got out the car, then I heard another crunch in the snow from army boots and a boy who looked about my age got out the car carrying a machine gun. Flynn turned to me and said we need to kill them, but it was too late they saw us and we knew we had to do something fast so I took the first shot and hit the boy in the leg you see I wasn’t a good shot whereas Flynn shot the man and he was dead within seconds. We went over to see if the boy was still alive and he was, I looked at him in the eyes and he reminded me of this boy I had a crush on so I turned to Flynn a pleaded with him that we should help him and then get answers from him about where everyone was, It took a while to get him to agree but when he did we loaded him into the back of the army truck and speed off back to our