Haze Of Battle

Hello, this is my first fan fiction in a while, And I am welcoming reviews.

Recently I have been looking through a few Fallout fan fictions, and too my surprise hardly any were about The Anchorage Reclamation, so I decided to make one, this is also my first Anchorage Reclamation fanfiction.
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Date: 5.17.67

Time: Somewhere around the afternoon

Location: Anchorage, Alaska


"Ughh.." The empty voice echoed through my twirling head. I tried to match the hands I saw as they gripped my blurred visors and removed them from my aching eyes. The lights above confused me and I thought them as the light you see at the end of the passage. "G..God, is that you?" The response to my question pierced his newly sensitive ears. "You wish, soldier."

My vision began to clear after hearing the warm voice of Doctor Adami. "Mhm..my hopes were up too.." I tried to lift my heavy body off of the bed with his ripped and torn muscles, it was useless. My eyes drifted off and noticed a torn piece of paper on the table next to his bed. This noted the injures of the other patients.

1st Patient:
Bruce Yardmir-Heavy Weapons
Two broken bones-Left Arm, Right Leg
Slight Internal bleeding.

Status: Alive
"Tough ass soldier."

2nd Patient:
Chuck Gardner-Machine Gunner
Mild Brain Trauma
Punctured Lung
Fractured Wrist

Status:Alive
"Pure luck."

My reading was interrupted. "Your lucky we got a medical drop earlier, or else I would just have to amputate those limbs of yours." Adami said in a wisecracking voice.

I lightly grinned, then tried to raise my torso off the medical bed again. Adami refused to let me get up. "Multiple lacerations, and moderate blunt-force trauma, you're not getting up until you are fully healed."

"Doc, how did this happen?" Adami replied hastily. "I heard you was hit with the butt of a Sniper Rifle by a cloaked Red Chinese soldier and the squad had to retreat back to camp. That is all I heard." I grunted at hearing of my burden and lied back into the uncomfortable mattress, welcoming death.




I began to retreat back to my quarters after an attempt to increase Morale from General Chase. Suddenly a hand touched the shoulder pads that were mounted on the breastplate of my combat armor. "You're Johannes Vector, right?" I turned around in a haste. "What is your probl--, Sarge! I'm truly sorry I am, sir!" I threw the cigarette from his mouth to the ground and saluted Sargent Benjamin Montgomery

"We aren't polite in this squad, You are being reassigned. Follow me." Suddenly I recalled the first few times Benji had talked to I, and the light New Yorker accent he had.

"Are you deaf, Soldier? I said follow me!" The slightly harsh words that were said to me flinched me out of my day dreaming. I then followed.

My boots crunched the snow into smaller pieces while I followed Sargent Benjamin Montgomery. Ideas crossed my mind as to which squad I would be joining. I soon crossed back into the real world, and noticed the most honored Colonel, responsible for the destroying of the Artillery guns on Anchorage's mountains. I thought of saluting the Colonel as he was passing by him.

Benji came to an abrupt stop next to the Colonel and two other men in the squad. Unforeseen due to my day dreaming he crashed in too the Sarge. I quickly hopped back to my feet in recognition of the trouble I caused.

"Damnit, Johannes! You best pay better attention in the battlefield because I'm not saving your ass if you don't!" The Sarge yelled harsher then the Drill Sargent in my training days.

A hue of red crossed my pale face and I sat without a sound. The Colonel wretched out a hand too help Benji up. Benji swept his hands across his armor, dusting it off.

"Cool it, Sarge. I don't want any grudges on the battlefield. That only leads to trouble, besides, mistakes happen." Colonel spoke, in defense to my troubling actions.

"Yeah, yeah. Lets just get out of this camp soon. Which way are we going, Colonel?" Sarge's voice turned from crude to warm in a matter of seconds.

"We're going to abandoned mine first, seems to be more squads going there. We'll have good cover, and even better support from the other soldiers."

Colonel's voice reminds me of my dads, harsh when needed to be, and relaxing to hear in the times of need. "Lets just get this over with..I want to get back home." I spoke with a quite voice, hoping for nobody to hear me.

"After we kill these goddamn commies infesting the mines, you'll be two battles away from a vertibird back home." Sarge spoke to me, and grinned.

I was honored to be going to battles with the Colonel and Sarge, my two idols. Hopefully I can show them what I can really do. We marched on to the mines.

Chapter 3 is coming (Hopefully) tomorrow.