Act 2: Invasions
Constable Gordon Timis was the first Celackian Casualty of the war but he was not the last, not by a long shot.
He was a 20-year veteran of the Benelencu police force.
Benelencu was Celack’s second largest city and it’s busiest port. Over 1,000 ships and over 20 billion dragga’s worth of goods pass through it each day. These facts explain why the city had a large police force and why it had come under attack.
This was Timis’ day off. He still carried his service pistol with him because you never know what might happen. Today was the day he used it. The fact that he did saved several lives yet ended others, including his own.
He was near some abandoned docks looking out at the sea when he saw the container ships. There were around 20 of them. Usually seeing container ships was nothing out of the ordinary in this city, but that many in an abandoned dock was enough to raise suspicion.
Timis watched as one of the container ships docked. One of the crates on deck opened up and out came several soldiers. His first thought was that it might be a military exercise. He then noticed that they were carrying AK-47’s. Celackian troops used the vastly superior A-ARC or D-FAB assault rifles. He reasoned that these were practice weapons that only fired nock round. Then one of the soldiers aimed his gun upwards and fired into the sky. That confirmed Timis’ suspicion that these were not Celackian soldiers. No experience Celackian soldier would do that and only experienced soldiers would be on a secret mission in a city.
He wasted no time and brought out his pistol. He shot the soldier who gun was trained on him first then he dived behind a dumpster. He scrambled with his cell phone and dialed 911 while bullet hit the dumpster. He popped up over top the dumpster and shot another soldier before ducking down again
“911. Please state the nature of you emergency.”
“This is officer Gordon Timis at docks 32 to 38. I am under attack by a large group of men with AK-47’s. I believe they are an invading force of soldiers. I request immediate back-up”
“Got it. A SWAT team is on their way and will be there shortly. Stay on the line.”
Timis popped up and shot another soldiers. As he was crouching down, however a bullet ripped through the dumpster and into his stomach fatally wounding him. He dropped his gun and fell to the ground.
A SWAT team nearby got the radio call that there was a large group of soldiers with automatic weapons at docks 32-38. They jumped in their van and raced there. They arrived to find three soldiers standing over Timis. On of the SWAT team started shooting with his mp5 hitting one of the soldiers wounding him. The soldier turned around and raised their weapons. Timmis, with his last burst of strength took his pistol and shot the two unwounded soldiers in the head. He then died with a smile on his face.
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Celackian PM Tuesat looked at the map of the northern shore of mainland Celack and of the Genetian islands. They were given to the nation of Correllia after the Disaster in their first land. They lived there and several BDI bases were built along with the BDI HQ. After the loss of Correlia it became un-inhabited except for a few BDI personal. He had sent the military garrison from Belencu to regain the territory for Celack. They were on the southern most islands. There had been a skirmish with the leftover BDI personal but they were wiped out before they could word out. It was unfortunate but necessary. The helicopters had been loaded for moving troops to the northern island. An aide rushed in.
“Sir we have a problem.”
“What?”
“Benelencu has been invaded by an unknown force of soldiers. They have tank support and around 20,000 soldiers. The police are barely surviving.”
“What is the closest support on mainland Celack?”
“An armoured brigade stationed 5 hours away. The city will be in enemy hands by the time they arrive.”
“How long is a helicopter ride from the Genetian islands to Benelencu?”
“For the troops we have already loaded? Maybe half-an-hour. However only 500 troops are loaded on the copters. If we are to load the other 1,500 soldiers and dispatch them it would take 2 hours. The two attack helicopters we sent with them can be there in 15 minutes.”
“Send the troop copters we have loaded and have them breifed on the ride to Benelencu. Dispatch the armoured brigade to take the city back and finally pray that the troops we’re sending and the police can hold out”
Meanwhile.
Lt. Steven Isnazar lifted his AK-47 upwards and began to draw a bead on the two enemies. He popped up and mowed them down.
“You have the right to remain dead F-ckers.”
He grabbed some clips off the dead soldiers bodies. He needed them. He was running low on ammo. He had grabbed his AK-47 from the body of one of the invaders after he had snuck up on the unfortunate soldiers and shot him in the back of the head. His partner was the first one killed. He had, however, warned everyone else and managed to take some of them out.
“Un C’est ici” someone yelled to his right and bullets started to whiz around him and hit the wall behind him. He dived behind a ruined patrol cruiser and began to return fire. The three enemy soldiers who attacked ducked behind a dumpster. One of them started yelling into a walkie-talkie in a foreign language
“Nous requirons la support gros.
A loud rumble was heard along with grinding gears. A tank rounded the corner behind the enemy soldiers. It fired a shell over Isnazar’s head, which blew up a car behind him. A voice boomed out over a loudspeaker on the tank.
“Zat was a warning. Surrender or the next shot will hit you.”
Isnazar looked up and got his first glimpse of the tank. It was a rusting hunk with a 88mm cannon on top of it. There were several holes in the tank, and he could see the driver through many of them. The driver was sitting directly under the barrel of the cannon, his head and upper body exposed. The three soldiers were standing in front of it and were walking forward to disarm him. Without hesitation he opened fire. The bullets took down the three soldiers and hit the driver in the face, killing him instantly. Isnazar ran forward and jumped on top of the tank. He saw what kind of tank it was and relaxed.
It was a Streng-Grawthior Mark 2, a tank that had been produced in the hundreds of thousands, by CapAp before one of the many wars with Celack, 50 years earlier. It was faster, smaller, cheaper, and more powerful and had a longer range than Celackian tanks of that era. However they were constantly beaten because of two simple reasons. 1. The pilot/gunner was completely exposed to fire, and B Celackian tanks had chain guns along with their cannons. CapAp lost the war and gave the remaining tanks, numbering 50,000, to their puppet nations. After the fall of CapAp and the puppet governments many of the tanks found their ways into the underworld and black market. They were easy to drive and use however, and Isnazar could drive them.
He spoke quickly into his radio.
“Dispatch, this is officer Isnazar. I have managed to capture an enemy tank. They are using Streng-Grawthiors. Tell everybody to aim for the pilot. I’m going out hunting.”
Isnazar drove his tank through the streets. He managed to kill two enemy tanks without them getting word out. Now on his radio, dispatch had informed him that somebody was being pinned down by two enemy tanks near him. He had come upon them and found that the driver of one of them had all ready been killed. The other tank was aiming it’s turret towards a burnt out hull of an SUV where someone was crouched. Isnazar fired a shot which pierced the enemy tank and hit the ammo supply causing the tank to exploded in a large red fireball. The man who was crouching behind the SUV ran forwards waving his hands. He jumped on top of Isnazar tank and placed the barrel of his AK-47 against Isnazar’s head. A second later he said
“Oh thank God it’s you Steve.”
He lowered his weapon from Isnazar head
“How did you capture this tank?”
“I was lucky and managed to shoot the driver like you did over there George. Now hop in that tank and come on. The left stick moves the left tread, the right stick moves the right tread, and the wheel moves the turret. The big red button in the middle fires it. They’ve been modified so they are auto-loading so you don’t have to reload after each shot.”
“How do you move the turret up or down?”
“I haven’t figured that out yet”
They headed out. Isnazar got on the radio and called back to HQ.
“Anybody else capture a tank?”
“Gulamet has. He’s enroute to you two now.”
“Good. Tell him after we rendevouz that we are heading out to the harbour. Any word of help yet?”
“Yes. We have 500 soldiers and 2 attack helicopters coming in soon and in 4 hours an armoured division.”
Meanwhile
Eric Thanasi sat in the helicopter preparing his gear. His A-Arc was cleaned and loaded. His At-4 was loaded and ready to fire when the landed. His NVG were on and he was wearing them in case the fighting went into the fast aproaching night. Finaly he was ready to die for his country and the civilians people. His chopper would be the first one in. They were the only one in the air when the call came through. The other copter were 2 minutes away. His mission, along with the rest of the team, was to take out as many enemies as possible before the rest of the troops came or until they were killed.
The copter was now within 1 km of its objective. The side gunners had their bowring 404’s ready. The copter lowered it’s height and increased it’s speed. The pilot could see the building they were landing on top of. It was a hotel that overlooked the occupied harbour.
Isnazar and his companions drove their tanks into the harbour. They were directed to a small tent by a man of some rank. When the reached the tent a man stepped out. The respect and decorations on his uniform made Isnazar realize that this was probably the commanding officer of the invading forces. He walked up to Isnazar and said to him in english
“Ah you must be our contacts from MOPLF”
Isnazar was confused for a second, then caught on.
“We prefer the term The Loyal Sons Of Mini Onion. MOPLF is our former name. We had to switch after the world came down on us after on of our cells caused a nuclear explosion.” Isnazar replied using his best Mini-Onion accent
“Yes, our information is a bit out of date. We didn’t receive news of the change though.”
“Our chain was broken by the Celacks. We got your messages but we couldn’t send any messages.”
Isnazar had remember that they had busted a MOPLF cell in Benelencu a couple months ago. They broken their outgoing message chain but the incomming one was never broken.
“Ah. Those things happen. What happened to your escort? And where did you get those tanks?”
think fast Steve Isnazar thought to himself. He was about to reply when Gulamet spoke up.
“Some Celacks ambused some tanks. Our escort ran to help but were killed. We on the other hand killed them and decided that tanks would be the fastest, safest way to travel. I also suggest that if you are planning on invading this country, you train your men better. They got killed faster than a sheep going up against the Chigals of the moor.”
“HMMM understandable.” The enemy commander turned and saw the copter coming in.
“Que’st que ce….Tabernacle!”
The chopper flew over the harbour and over Isnazar. They landing on the roof and men jumped out of it.All in total there was 20 of them. Thanasi ran forward, took the AT-4, targeting a tank and fired. The tank exploded in a hail of shrapnel. Thanasi threw away the empty launcher and started throwing grenades. Each one landed amongst a crowd of enemy soldiers. He had run out and started shooting with his rifle. The rest of the soldiers had fired their rockets already and had already destroy 9 additional tanks. 3 men had sniper rifles set up and were taking potshots. The 2 men with machine guns were spraying bullets over the entire harbour area. The man with the M203 on his
D-FAB was launching smoke grenades and frag grenades to confused and destroy the enemy. The other 13 men with A-ARCs were taking few shots or moving to secure the stairwell. The chopper had taken off and the side chainguns were raking lines of fire in the mass of soldiers on the ground.
Isnazar turned to the commanding officer
“What are you going to do about that. What about those ones out there.” He pointed at the wave of choppers coming in.
“This. Féche la ZSU-4.”
On one of the previously unopened contains on one of the ships openned up and something that was obviously anti-aircraft roled out. It targeted the circling helicopter and opened fire. The helicopter was literaly ripped to shreads as over 1000 bullets hit it. The remains crashed to the ground. The ZSU-4 turned it attention on the hotel. It started firing on the room. All of the troops there dived to the ground, some of them too late. Thanasi landed with his head over the edge of the room. A loaded AT-4 was a few feet away. To ge to it however he would have to stand up and then mowed down by the stream of bullets passing over his head
“Impressive non? We purchase five of these things for $5 million each. 3 are defending le terre du cour and the other 2 are here with us” The officer pointed to the anti-air gun as a second one was being rolled out onto the docks.
Isnazar took one look at the anti-aircraft guns and realized that if they were not destroyed the city would fall into enemy hands. He turned his tank to face the ZSU that was already shooting. He fired at it and punched a hole through it. The lower parts of the ZSU collapsed under the unsupported weight of the upper parts. Thanasi saw his chance. He grabbed the AT-4 and fired a rocket which destroyed the second ZSU. Gulamet jumped out of his tank and pressed his gun up to the commander’s head
“BENELENCU POLICE! YOUR UNDER ARREST” he screamed at the man.
ooc:I know this is a short post but i'm running dry on ideas. I have the beginning and end writen. The middle is the problem. It's not helping that nobody has commented on this yet. *SIGH*
Baccardi
28-06-2004, 04:43
OOC:I like it...and wouldn't mind joining in as a SWAT officer forced to go above and beyond duty....please lemme know...
o.o.c. that would be great. I haven't run a character rp in months. Just start with a post featuring the 5 Ws and we'll go.
Baccardi
28-06-2004, 04:52
OOC: 5 W's? sorry i didn't understand...
Benelencu City:
SWAT Officer James Compton watched from hiding in a alyyway dumpster as the Enemy tanks rolled by his position. He had enough time to get fully dressed with feild gear before he was forced to jump out the window in the police station as it was over run:
"bastards..won't get me..." he wisped clutching his M4 tightly in his gloved hands
He then spoke into his radio quietly:
"Compton here, Benelencu Emergency responce team..any one out there!"
OOC:The 5 w's are who, what, where, when, and why. I think you covered them.
I.C.
"This is dispatch. We have barricaded ourselves in the radio room. The police station has fallen. Anybody in the area, please help us. We have recieved word that the military has landed several troops in the harbour and they have two attack helicopters. They are still far away. Help us!"
A soldier stumbled down the alley drunk and starts to vomit a. He looks up at the dumpster
Baccardi
28-06-2004, 05:03
Compton jumped up and hit him square in the nose with the butt of his M4 then dragged him into the dumpster:
"goto sleep bitch.." he grinned at his punch line then thought,"least mine are better then James bonds..."
He took his radio again then replyed:
"im alone, this is James Compton of SWAT..im open to requests..it stinks in here..."
The drunk started to snore.
"Compton? Where are you? Your alone? Timmis was alone. He killed at least 5 enemies and alerted the rest of us. Isnazar has killed several enemies and captured a tank and he was alone. Not to piss you off but alone you can save us."
A tank parked in front of the alley and the driver got out. He walked up to the dumpster and started urinate on it.
ooc. HINT HINT.
Baccardi
28-06-2004, 05:21
Compton hopped up and cracked his jaw with the butt of his M4:
"get f***** a**hole!! i been almost puked on! pissed on!!arrrgh!"
He hopped out of the dumpster and ran towards the tank. He climed in and looked around:
"shit...gottah learn by touchin..." he wisped then started to drive off
"Compton here, 2 assholes down god knows how many more to go..i captured a tank and in route gimmie directions anyone out there"
ooc. Son of a Bitch! My post got DEETED!
"This is Isnazar. You know where the police station is. You work there. If you have a tank tie a blue cloth on it so the helicopters don't blow you up." Isnazar ran through the instructions for driving the tank quickly.
A shout was heard and bullets started flying towards Compton.
Baccardi
28-06-2004, 05:40
Compton shimmied out of the tank with the sleeve of his shirt tieing it on the comm's intenna, he dropped back in and spun the turret around:
"burn in hell!" he said quietly looking through the sights
*BoOM* the barrel fired a shell screaming through the air..it struck a group of enemy soldiers sending them bouncing off walls
"haa haaa heeell yeah!!" he loaded another shell into the barrel
"Comton here,lights out 4 tango's im pulling up to the police station now"
Outside the police station there were 3 tanks and several soldiers loitering. A bottle was being passed around amongst them. They perked up at the sound of rotor. An attack helicopter came over and rained missiles down upon the assembly. The survivors started shooting at it.
Baccardi
28-06-2004, 05:51
Compton had never been so scared and pumped full of energy in his life. He climed out holding his M4 and opened fire at the assulters:
"die you rotton mother f***ers yeeeeeeah, yeeeeeeeeah!" he screamed
The got mowed down as fast as they noticed what was going on...
OOC: :) fixed
ooc.UMMMMM these tanks don't have chainguns.... read some of the above posts
Baccardi
28-06-2004, 05:57
OOC:budda bing! fixed :) *edit*
ooc:Sorry bout being anal but it needed to be said.
ic.
The bodies crumpled and fell to the ground.One of the tank drivers remained unscathed and tryed to turn his turret around but couldn't. He lept of his tank and started shooting with his AK-47.
Baccardi
28-06-2004, 06:05
Compton yelled:
"o shit!" and threw a tear gas grenade at the man causing him to drop to his knees
Compton climed out and ran over holding his Baretta..
*BoOM* he put 1 in the mans head then hopped back in his tank:
"James Compton in need of back up, they swarming me like that movie black hawk down!! situations changed!! Black man down!!"
He grinned but then came back to reality...:
"shit..not funny right now..."
o.o.c.n first post in new forum. Took me a while to find this thread.
i.c. "We are on our way but try to help the people still inside the station. Make sure the enemy hasn't gotten into the SWAT armory. There's plenty of cover in there. You'll be able to hold out for longer in there than out here."
The battle for Benelencu had been raging for several hours. All enemy tanks had been destroyed or captured. Most enemy officers had been captured. A few of them had gone out in a blaze of foolish glory and bullets or had managed to evade all attempts to capture to them. A small miracle was that the enemy had not managed to capture the airport. A few brave civilians, security guards, and strangely enough a couple terrorists who we’re planning to highjack an airplane for money, kept it in Celackian hands. The terrorist thought the enemy soldiers were competitors and in any case the terrorists died in action. The airport was a major strategic location because it allowed the helicopters to land and refuel. The entire contingent of troops from the Genetian Islands arrived and had joined the fighting in progress.
Isnazar had been called to the field HQ that had been set up in the food court of the airport. It had been deemed good for morale if the soldiers could receive free food. Therefore Burger King was expecting a large amount of money from the Celackian Government
Isnazar arrived and found a Lt. Colonel sitting at a table with a pilot and a soldier. The Lt. Colonel motioned for Isnazar to sit down. Isnazar did and the Lt. Colonel began to talk.
“You have preformed many impressive and heroic actions. I have a question. Were you ever part of the military?”
“Yes sir. I was part of the 13th paratroop platoon 15 years ago.”
“The 13th? That was the most decorated platoon in the last CapApian war. You dropped directly in the capital of CapAp and held off 3 tank companies for 34 hours before reinforcements arrived. Then you went and captured the CapApian emperor with Kanosis.”
“The very same. After seeing the looting and the rape and the crimes committed by CapApian civilians upon each other, I swore that I spend my life trying to stop it from happening. When I returned from the war I went to Police College in éfané and began my life as a police officer in this city.”
“Very dramatic. You left the service at what rank?”
“A corporal sir.”
“Alright. Here’s my offer, which has been approved by the highest officer I could find, myself. You get temporarily brought back into service at the rank of Lt. first class and you head out on the next chopper for the downtown area. You’ll be on seek and eliminate duty and you’ll be CO of your unit. Lt. Thanasi will be your second in command.” The Lt. colonel gestured to the soldier to his right. Isnazar frowned as he heard the name. He looked at the soldier and did a double take.
“Eric? It’s been a while man! Still in the military, I see.”
“Yep. Took you long enough to recognize me.”
“Been a long day. A lieutenant? I thought you’d have been promoted higher by now.”
“I’ve received many offers but I’ve always turned them down. I like where I am. How’s your boyfriend doing?”
“He was the first one killed. He managed to warn us thought and he took out several of them.”
“That not good. At least he died a hero. Well nice job at the docks. You saved my ass again and I got to bag an AA gun. What’s the score now? I’ve saved you twenty times, you saved me 19 or 21 times? I forget.”
“I think it’s twenty all, but that was you? Good shot man. Hit it exactly right with that rocket.”
“Yeah well you captured an enemy tank, destroyed at least three others, killed around two dozen enemy infantry, destroyed an AA gun and captured the enemy general. Any word on the interrigation?”
“I heard throught the grape-vine that they made a breakthrought and got some choice intel and more importantly who they are.”
“Who?” the entire table leaned forward to hear the reply
“I don’t know. Their keeping very tight lipped on it. Shouldn’t you know?” He asked the Lt. Colonel.
“They give me status reports on the hour and we’re still 20 minutes off. How do you two know each other so well?”
“We we’re in the 13th together.” Isnazar explained
“Oh. You’ll depart with Frank over here in a couple minutes. Hang on, I’m getting something.” He grabbed his radio and turned it on.
“Sir we managed to gather something very important from Fat Cat, and a few other officers. They say one of the strategies if they were losing was to take control of the Centre of Disease Control and threaten to realise some of the more deadly virus’ there.”
“Shit. Isnazar your team’s job is now to protect the centre and if it has already been taken you are to go in and retake it. Understood?”
“Yes sir!”
“Dismissed.” The three men left for the chopper. After they left the Lt. Colonel spoke into the radio
“I heard a rumour that you guys managed to find out where these people came from.”
“No sir. However we learned from Fat Cat that his country is a monoarchy.”
“Really! I thought he was refusing to divulge any information.”
“True but his refusal gave that information. He said “by the blood of the king I will never tell you anything.”
“A monarchy eh? That narrows it down to what? 10, 000 nations?”
“About that sir.”
“Carry on.”
~meanwhile~
“Get the engines warmed up! Men assemble!” Thanasi barked. “Men remember how I told you about the brave corporal from the last CapApian war? Here he is. He’s going to take command of our squad for the day.”
“Is it true that you rushed a tank, jumped on top of it, took out the crew of it with a hand gun and used the tank to destroy three other enemy tanks and give your platoon cover?”
“Yes it is true. We have a priority mission right now, so get on the chopper. You’ll be briefed by me and Lt. Thanasi enroute. Let’s go.”
o.o.c. After a long in-active posting period I’m back. With a post that is 1025 words long.
“Holy shit” was the reply by a squad member after they were briefed. The team in the chopper was 5 minutes away from the building.
A private walked over to Isnazar.
“Sir? What was it like? I mean the 34 hour tank siege.”
“Well, you were at the docks right?”
“Yes sir. My first combat experience.”
“The siege was my first combat experience. Imagine if at the docks you were there were 10 enemies.”
“There were around 200”
“Exactly. What if you go bad Intel? Then you’d be told it was 10. Now imagine that you’re landing in the middle of them on the ground. Imagine that your squad doesn’t land with you. Only one other member and he’s wounded. That’s how it started.”
“How did you survive?”
“When I was coming down, I saw an unmanned jeep with a chain gun turret. I was faced with a dilemma. Should I run alone and have a better chance for survival or should I grab my buddy and have a much smaller chance for survival but have someone in the turret. I chose to save my buddy. I was lucky because he could fire two A-Arc’s at the same time. Saved our Asses. Now we managed to reach the jeep and drive away with the CapAp’s in hot pursuit. Have you seen a CapApian jeep?”
“Yes. We have one for training purposes at base.”
“Notice how the chain gun turret offers no protection whatsoever for those in the turret? So my buddy was in for a wild ride. We managed to lose our pursuit for half an hour. We went to Mcdonalds and got some lunch from some Celack sympathizers. It was good but greasy. Anyways just as we were finishing our fries the enemy found us and started chasing us. We arrived at our squad with three enemy jeeps behind us. Our squad sniper identified us and helped us. When we reached our compatriots we”
“Steve, wrap it up. We’ll need you up hear in a sec.”
“K’. We looked in the back of the jeep and we found close to 30 rocket launchers. Apparently we landed in a tank-hunting unit and we stole their supply vehicle. That saved our lives doubly. I’ll explain later. They need me up front.”
Isnazar got up and walked to the pilot. The young soldier called out.
“What happened to the wounded soldier?”
Thanasi turned around and quipped
“After I changed my underwear I rejoined the battle.” He winked and turned to Isnazar
“The radio says that there’s 5 men trapped. They were ambushed. They stopped to help some civvies and it turned out that they were wolfs in sheep’s clothing. The enemies shot down the helo and cut most of them to pieces. We’re the only squad close enough to help them. However the CDC building reports that it’s under attack. One of the Feratis’ is there but it’s running out of fuel and will have to leave soon. What do we do?”
Meanwhile
“Sir we managed to find out where our attackers are from. We corroborated facts from their equipment, the news, interrogation and hidden microphones in their holding cells. Over” The radio crackled.
“Isn’t that illegal? Over” The Lt. Colonel replied.
“Not on POWs. Anyways we managed to overhear one of the prisoners tell another that he was from Rhappala. We ran a search and found that 320 nations had a city named Rhappala. 3 of them were monarchies. Caden, Vemis, and Hill ville. Something clicked there. The enemy came here in container ships. Three days ago, the news reported that a large number of container ships managed to run the bloackade at Hill ville. Hill ville is a three day boat ride away from Celack. Based on this, I believe that our attackers are from Hill Ville. Over.”
“Try and get the general to admit it by revealing that we know to him. Over”
“We already have and he lasped and admited it before quickly trying to deny it. We have him. Over.”
“I’ll pass this information to Prime Minister Tuesat. We are going to war and it isn’t going to be pretty.”
o.o.c. WAAAAR!!!! Okay, a few of you who read this have noticed that there is some humour in my threads. I find humour makes a rp more readable.
“We do a fast extract. Touch and go. Then we head to the CDC building. We transfer the fuel from this helo to the Fenris so it can continue flying. If the enemy has gotten inside the building we move in to drive them out. If they haven’t then we snipe them from the roof. We wait for one more hour. When that happens, reinforcements will arrive.”
“Increased chatter from the CDC. Apparently they were working on a vaccine against a weaponized version of AIDS.”
“Wait AIDS is a STD.”
“It was modified so it could be transmitted by fluids.”
“Wait wasn’t it already transmitted by fl-“
“SHHH! We’re trying to keep this rp pg-13. Anyways we have the name of the nation that is attacking us. It’s Hill Ville.”
“Hill Ville? Isn’t that the nation we’re blockading?”
“Yep. Arriving at their location the friendlies location.”
The chopper buzzed low down a large city street in middle was a circle of ruined car with gunfire erupting from within and without. A pile of dead bodies was arrayed around the cars and corpses were strewn in the street. The side guns on the chopper opened fire on the enemy troops in the street and it started to hover above the circle of cars. It descended quickly, the side doors opened and 5 men jumped out. They grabbed or helped the other soldiers into the chopper and then they took off fast as a flash.
They arrived at the CDC building to see an attack helicopter circling the area firing on a sea of soldiers around the building. The troop copter landed on the roof and the men ran out and began to snipe at any enemy that got close to the building. The attack helicopter landed on the roof and the pilot jumped out. The pilot of the troop helicopter began transferring fuel to the attack copter, while it’s pilot ran to Isnazar.
“A couple enemies have made it inside. Can you send some men to get them out?”
“Alright. Thanasi and you, come with me.” He pointed to the rookie from the ride in “ All others keep sniping and don’t let any in. You” he pointed to the pilots “Try to raise the security centre on the radio and give me updates on the enemies progression and if they sent anybody else in. Keep us informed. When the attacker is fuel, lift-off and keep them away from the building. Save enough fuel to fly the troop chopper to the roof edge so one of the chain guns can fire into the crowd below.”
Isnazar kicked in the door of the roof access and went down the stairs. He came to the top floor and opened the door and swept his gun across the room. 5 scientists dropped to ground while a security guard start firing with his pistol. Thankfully his aim was really bad. Six bullets hit the doorframe around Isnazar a one hit the ceiling. The guard fumbled to reload his weapon and Isnazar decided to charge the guard and grab the gun from him. The guard dropped to the ground and started sobbing.
“Don’t kill me. Please .I was just doing my job.”
Isnazar looked at him and sighed.
“We’re friendlies. We’re Celackian soldiers here to keep the building safe from attack.”
“Can I have my gun back now?”
“No! You can’t hit a barn at point blank. You’re dangerous with it. You’re not getting it back. Go to roof. You’ll be safe there.” Isnazar picked up his radio. “We have 6 men coming your way. They are friendlies. Keep them safe. Have you reached the security centre yet? Over”
“Yes. There are 4 enemies of the 7th floor. We’re holding off as many as we can. Another chopper is in bound in 10 minutes. Over”
“Roger”
The three men moved to the elevator. As they were descending they press themselves to the sides of it, so if it opened and someone looked inside they would not see the team. They doors opened on the 7th floor and they heard infrequent bursts of automatic weapon fire, and the rhythmic sound of a pistol shooting. Isnazar leaned out and saw a hill villeian soldier firing an AK-47 down a hallway. His head exploded and the corpse dropped to ground. Isnazar turned to the rookie and mouthed I said hold fire. The private mouthed back [/i]it wasn’t me[/i]. Isnazar turned to Thanasi who shook his head. He stepped out of the elevator and was followed by the two other men. Thanasi pressed his back to the wall and walked along it a peeked around the corner.
“Eric!”
A large black man in a security uniform with many decorations ran forward.
“You brought Steve too. I though you left the military and join the police Moral.”
“I did Kong. They drafted me back in for dealing with this invasion. Ask Lucky here.”
“It’s true Kong. What are you doing here?”
“Head of security man, head of Security.”
“What’s going on?” the private asked the three men. Thanasi turned to him
“This is our buddy former corporal Craig Kongastical, as known as Kong. He was our heavy weapons guy in the siege. Lt. Isnazar here is also known as moral because he was always question if what we were doing was right.”
“What? I was called morale because I kept the morale of the squad up. I only question what we did after we did it.”
“I know. I’m just joshing you. I was known as lucky because, well we covered it in the helo.”
“I forgot.”
“Well he managed to get throw out of a weaving plane and hit it, which only resulted in a sprained leg, he landed wounded in a crowd of enemy soldiers and managed to escape unharmed and managed to get a free burger from McDonalds without spit in it or without getting a disease. That’s goddamn lucky.”
“Hey Kong, does this building have any weapons stronger than those pistols your guys are carrying?”
“We got a couple A-ARCs, and a PMG mark 3.”
“How the hell did you get a PMG”?
“I have contacts with Celack Arms LTD.”
“Do I know that contact?”
“It’s morphine.”
“No shit? Morphine. Wow.”
“What’s a PMG?”
“Personal machine gun. Jeez morale you’ve been out of the loop…I mean sir.” The private gulped.
“Relax rookie. I didn’t care much about that sir crap. We need a nickname for you. Rookie won’t do. We’ll think off one later. To the guns!”
o.o.c. It’s fun time! Tuesat’s speech regarding the matter has been made and war has been declared. Soon we’ll have a full blown war on our hands and the next stage of my rp will be done. Also look out for the upcomming rp “Saga of the 13th, in which lucky, morale, morphine, kong and their squad combat three CapApian tank brigades for 34 hours. If you want to know who these people are either read the rp when it comes out or look above. If you have no idea what the hell I am talking about re-read this goddamn rp. Got it?
Next post: The four men stage a valiant defense in the lobby against the tide of the enemy. The calvary have been delayed. Can they hold out?
Also when I was typing this up in my word proccessor it took up 3 ¼ pages….. yeah I have a lot of time on my hands. 1254 words or 5461x letters and numbers.