Combat Zone Chapter Three
"Shoulders straight! Don't let your opponent push you back! If you lose ground, you lose the fight!" shouted the Commander as she stalked down the line of cadets. Kel walked up to one of the older cadets, and surprised him by hooking a foot around his knee and pulling his leg out from under him. The cadet shouted in surprise as he fell flat on his back. He looked up at his commander with shocked blue eyes and gulped upon seeing her face. Kel looked around at the other cadets and pointed to the Irken on the floor.
"THIS...is what happens when you let your guard down! You let yourself get lazy on the battle field, and you're dead. What's the first thing I told you?!" she asked as she looked from one cadet to the next. One of the smaller cadets raised his hand.
"Sir! 'A slow Irken is a dead Irken!', Commander Kel, sir!"
Kel nodded. "That's what I want to see from each of you! I want you all to treat these training sessions as if they were a real battle. Like your lives dep
Combat Zone: Chapter One
'Why.....why do I have to be the one stuck on this Irk forsaken planet?'
Kel rubbed the back of her head as she walked through the Irken camp, glaring at the new trainees as they disembarked from the Irken transport ship. She was the top fighter pilot, top close combat expert, and one of the top marksmen in her class. So why the hell was she given the task of getting noob flyers ready for combat?! Not only that, but the tech she was partnered with was a cowering little wimp. Always stumbling into things, always jumpy, and never looked her in the eye. Kel didn't care how smart the kid was supposed to be, it pissed her off that she had to deal with him. Not to mention the fact that the trainees were always giving her headaches.
Kel went over to her ship, checking over the outer shell to make sure it was in perfect condition. However, before she could finish her inspection, a loud outburst arose from the trainees. Kel spun around and saw two of the boys in an all-out brawl. She rolled her