The Trojan Empire
12-11-2003, 03:07
"No more nukes!"
"Down with nuclear power!"
Chanted hordes of protestors as yet another nuclear power plant opened for business. Employees were forced to be escorted to the plant by several armed platoons of Royal Marines.
Suddenly, bursts of automatic fire rang out. Three men emerged, carrying SMGs.
"Put your f----ing weapons down!" ordered a Royal Marine.
Without even wincing or crying out in pain, he fell to the ground motionless. Blood trickled down his neck and his body became ice cold and pale. His comrade felt his neck for a pulse. Nothing.
The other Royal Marine scanned the area. His eyes met with the barrel end of a sniper rifle, which was poking out from a nearby tree's leaves.
"Watch your six! We gotta sniper!" he screamed.
The sniper pulled his trigger twice more and and silenced rounds flung through the air towards a helpless Royal Marine. Both ripped through his chest and he fell to the ground groaning.
"NO!" said the man adjacent to him.
At the same time, the three men with SMGs opened fire and slid apart from each other, attempting to surround the Royal Marines. A vicious twenty second firefight erupted until all three men were downed by the vastly superior trained, equipped, and protected Royal Marines.
The commander moved quickly and swiftly until he found a small slope in the ground, where he hid. He aimed his rifle towards the sniper's location and licked his lips. He pulled the trigger four times, as eight rounds slingshot into the sky. A body fell down from the tree and made a large thump.
"I got 'em," sighed the commander in relief.
The protest was immediately forced to go home or be shot. Further investigation will be going into this case to assure that no more attacks occur.
"Down with nuclear power!"
Chanted hordes of protestors as yet another nuclear power plant opened for business. Employees were forced to be escorted to the plant by several armed platoons of Royal Marines.
Suddenly, bursts of automatic fire rang out. Three men emerged, carrying SMGs.
"Put your f----ing weapons down!" ordered a Royal Marine.
Without even wincing or crying out in pain, he fell to the ground motionless. Blood trickled down his neck and his body became ice cold and pale. His comrade felt his neck for a pulse. Nothing.
The other Royal Marine scanned the area. His eyes met with the barrel end of a sniper rifle, which was poking out from a nearby tree's leaves.
"Watch your six! We gotta sniper!" he screamed.
The sniper pulled his trigger twice more and and silenced rounds flung through the air towards a helpless Royal Marine. Both ripped through his chest and he fell to the ground groaning.
"NO!" said the man adjacent to him.
At the same time, the three men with SMGs opened fire and slid apart from each other, attempting to surround the Royal Marines. A vicious twenty second firefight erupted until all three men were downed by the vastly superior trained, equipped, and protected Royal Marines.
The commander moved quickly and swiftly until he found a small slope in the ground, where he hid. He aimed his rifle towards the sniper's location and licked his lips. He pulled the trigger four times, as eight rounds slingshot into the sky. A body fell down from the tree and made a large thump.
"I got 'em," sighed the commander in relief.
The protest was immediately forced to go home or be shot. Further investigation will be going into this case to assure that no more attacks occur.