A Marine's Story Part 9 "The Last, Lonely, Stand" The ramp sealed itself with a sharp hiss. “Joe?” Dale asked. Joe turned around to face him. “Yeah.” “What’s going on?” To be honest, Joe didn’t even know. What was Drake thinking? Send him with two marines and a Firebat, behind Zerg lines to recover a scout. “I don’t know.” Joe replied, “Drake said we have to recover a Toss scout.” “Just us?” the marine Joe didn’t know asked. The marine raised his visor to revile short jet black hair and almond eyes. Joe nodded. “What’s your name solider?” “Private First Class Gadon Verdas, sir.” he snapped a salute. Joe waved him down. The ship gave a huge jerk knocking them all off their feet. “Hold on back there. Zerg are on our asses and closing fast.” the pilots voice came on over the comm system. The