[ WP ] You are a Navy SEAL on a routine direct action mission ( Capture , kill a threat ) . Your helicopter is caught in a storm and safely crashes on a mountain . When the night and storm pass , you realize that you on the side of a mountain pass , which you come to realize is the pass of Thermopylae pass .

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 Something had gone wrong, somewhere. Maybe it was the fucktards running command. Or possibly when we crashed into the side of a mountain. Do n't forget the fact that he was the only one to survive. 
 
 I wonder how many kittens I had killed in my past life. Stretching slightly, I pulled myself out of the helicopter, putting myself gently down on my feet, testing my legs for anything wrong. 
 
 Nope, all good. Stepping out, I looked over the mountain that we had crashed on, seemingly steep, with a small path running far below me. That seemed to be where I wanted to go. 
 
 Seemed pretty strange, though. Not at all like Afghan. But strangely familiar, too. Something from pretty long ago. 
 
 I'd find out soon enough. Reaching back in the helicopter, I grabbed my rifle, checking the chamber and slinging that across my chest. I ignored everything else inside. The radio did n't work. Plus, there were several people in there that I really did n't want to think about right now. 
 
 Finding a safe point to climb down, I put down a hook and slowly rappelled down, landing a good hundred metres down at the bottom, right in the middle of the pass. 
 
 Looking around, I felt the sense of deja vu from the scene. I'd either been here before, or I had seen it... 
 
 Of course. Thermopylae. World History 101 class, Ancient Greece. Some Spartans defended against a mighty Persian army, only to be defeated. 
 
 How the fuck was I here in Greece, as opposed to Bumfuck, Afghanistan. 
 
 `` HEY! You there! Who are you?'' 
 
 I turned to face several semi-nude men, spears across their backs, swords fastened to their waists, with the exception of the leader who was pointing his straight at me. 
 
 Thinking fast, I replied, `` Julian Rose, United States Marine Corps. Our helicopter landed here.'' 
 
 The man did n't know what to say. Finally, he did turn to one of his comrades, asking, `` is his mind broken?'' 
 
 Fuck. The pain of losing my friends, thanks to some fucking idiot, and being stuck in Greece with some fucking *SPARTANS*... 
 
 `` What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I ’ ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I ’ ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I ’ m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You ’ re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that ’ s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “ clever ” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn ’ t, you didn ’ t, and now you ’ re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You ’ re fucking dead, kiddo.''
