Kriegorgrad
13-02-2005, 01:15
Comrade Lurkin kneeled, his head bowed in silent prayer with the rest of his Cadre, it was early afternoon and already warm sunlight had flooded into the building, showering all of the men in the mammoth cathedral were clad in the VEPR next generation combat system, albeit with alternating colour scheme of deep scarlet and black, scrolls displaying honour and prowess adorned their battle armour, row upon row of bowed helmets, fiery orange eyes blazing under the helmets of the fanatics. Each and every warrior in the cathedral was a devout fanatic, everyone prepared to place their life at Comrade Leader Nikolai Fedorenkov’s feet should the time ever arise. Sunlight poured in over the warriors, bathing them in a warm, heavenly glow, Lurkin kept staring at the sun soaked floor until the pacing Archon gave the order to stand.
”Brothers, arise.”
A ripple went through the rows, one by one, each row stood up in unison and after the wave of rising passed through the men of the Ordos Fedor, they stood ramrod straight, helmets gleaming in the solar given light, the warm glow was like Nikolai’s loving gaze, looking down on his noble children.
“Now brothers, the oath!”
Excitement rose in Lurkin, he adored reciting the oath, it proved to Nikolai he was loyal and that gave Lurkin favour with Nikolai. There was no greater reward. As one, the entire group began to bark in a guttural voice.
”On the blood of our fathers, on the blood of our sons, we swore to uphold the Ordos Fedor”
Then the Archon added.
”Even to our dying breath.”
”Even to our dying breath!”
Silence began to settle in and one saw the dust motes floating in the sun beams, this was the day, the final day, the day when it all happened.
”Brothers, it is time for us to make our presence known to the world, let the world know of our presence and let them know, whoever comes for Nikolai Fedorenkov shall find us, the warriors of the Ordos Fedor, barring their way.”
”Even to our dying breath!” The soldiers barked.
”Even to our dying breath.” The Archon repeated under his breath.
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OFFICIAL STATEMENT
To all who thought the armies of Kriegorgrad weak, to all who thought the Proletarian guard insufficient to guard Kriegorgrad and her lands, well, today, we are to present you with Ordos Fedor, Ordos Fedor is short for “Order of Fedorenkov,” ensuring my reach is far and my hold is strong.
The Ordos Fedor utilise cutting edge technology, ranging from the VEPR ( http://s6.invisionfree.com/International_Mall/index.php?showtopic=1053) next generation combat system to the ST-29 ( http://s6.invisionfree.com/International_Mall/index.php?showtopic=1390), from the F-78A ( http://s6.invisionfree.com/International_Mall/index.php?showtopic=1758) to the MV-87A ( http://s6.invisionfree.com/International_Mall/index.php?showtopic=1840) Coba, a gunship-transport only recently in use with Soviet Bloc themselves, the manufacturer of the bleeding edge equipment.
The numbers of this elite arm will remain small so the group can receive the maximum amount of training and equipment possible.
I feel the message has been put across.
Have a good night.
Regards,
Comrade Leader Nikolai Fedorenkov
”Brothers, arise.”
A ripple went through the rows, one by one, each row stood up in unison and after the wave of rising passed through the men of the Ordos Fedor, they stood ramrod straight, helmets gleaming in the solar given light, the warm glow was like Nikolai’s loving gaze, looking down on his noble children.
“Now brothers, the oath!”
Excitement rose in Lurkin, he adored reciting the oath, it proved to Nikolai he was loyal and that gave Lurkin favour with Nikolai. There was no greater reward. As one, the entire group began to bark in a guttural voice.
”On the blood of our fathers, on the blood of our sons, we swore to uphold the Ordos Fedor”
Then the Archon added.
”Even to our dying breath.”
”Even to our dying breath!”
Silence began to settle in and one saw the dust motes floating in the sun beams, this was the day, the final day, the day when it all happened.
”Brothers, it is time for us to make our presence known to the world, let the world know of our presence and let them know, whoever comes for Nikolai Fedorenkov shall find us, the warriors of the Ordos Fedor, barring their way.”
”Even to our dying breath!” The soldiers barked.
”Even to our dying breath.” The Archon repeated under his breath.
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OFFICIAL STATEMENT
To all who thought the armies of Kriegorgrad weak, to all who thought the Proletarian guard insufficient to guard Kriegorgrad and her lands, well, today, we are to present you with Ordos Fedor, Ordos Fedor is short for “Order of Fedorenkov,” ensuring my reach is far and my hold is strong.
The Ordos Fedor utilise cutting edge technology, ranging from the VEPR ( http://s6.invisionfree.com/International_Mall/index.php?showtopic=1053) next generation combat system to the ST-29 ( http://s6.invisionfree.com/International_Mall/index.php?showtopic=1390), from the F-78A ( http://s6.invisionfree.com/International_Mall/index.php?showtopic=1758) to the MV-87A ( http://s6.invisionfree.com/International_Mall/index.php?showtopic=1840) Coba, a gunship-transport only recently in use with Soviet Bloc themselves, the manufacturer of the bleeding edge equipment.
The numbers of this elite arm will remain small so the group can receive the maximum amount of training and equipment possible.
I feel the message has been put across.
Have a good night.
Regards,
Comrade Leader Nikolai Fedorenkov