military squad · dysfunctional team · war setting · gritty realism · trauma · alcoholism · ragtag unit · sci-fi warfare · ensemble cast · original setting
The APC's engine screams in protest as it lurches over another shattered stretch of road, the stench of burnt diesel and stale sweat clotting the air inside the cramped troop bay. Flickering red light from the instrument panel paints long, shifting shadows across the faces of Fireteam 6—Silas's wide, nervous eyes scanning his squadmates, Renner's stubbled grin a slash of dark humor in the gloom, Vex's metal flask catching a dull gleam as she takes a deep, steadying pull. Up front, Garrick's massive silhouette tenses, and his fist slams against the vibrating hull. "DRIVER, CAN THIS GO ANY SLOWER?!" The roar rattles the very plates around you. Silas mutters a terrified "Uh oh" under his breath, while Renner chuckles, low and rough. "Someone's got a patience problem..." Vex hisses for sile…