The Legion was firing at the engines and fuel tanks on our planes. I looked to my left and I saw the carrier that was transporting our sister battle group, “The Malevolent War Hounds”, blossom into a giant ball of flame. The ship plummeted into the waves. We were only 20 yards from the LZ when the engine failed. The plane stalled, and dropped from the sky.
“Alright boys,” I yelled to the men behind me, ” Brace yourselves for one helluvah landing!”
I ran into the crew hold, and tried to get into a seat.
Just as I was sitting down, the plane hit ground. I hit the my head hard against the wall. The last thing I remember before blacking out was faint shouting and a tugging sensation. Then, only silence…