Anyone Willing To RP a Terrorist Attack?
(Open to the first one here)7 commandoes have breeched your defences and are currently outside one of your powerplants. There are 2 explosive specialists with AKAs, 2 gunmen with modified M16s, 2 snipers equiped with modified AR50s with infa red scopes, and one engineer. All of these highly trained men have nightvision and are dressed completely in black.
The National Police guard looked up from his coffee as the alarm sounded. He was reaching for his StG-74 as the burst caught him in the chest.
The commadoes proceed into the power plant very cautiously taking out all security cameras on the way.
The explosive specialists wire every hallway doorway and stairway that they pass with proximity mines that detonate when it senced movement.
The two snipers succesfully find sniping positions facing the east side(the side they came) and the north side. The engineers are trying to shut down the powerplant now as the gunman search the powerplant for any one. No one is found so far.
The alarm sounds throughout the Blue River atomic energy facility as the cameras are cut. Following standard procedure, the civilian Kilean Power Administration technicians seal the massive blast doors surrounding the reactor core.
The company of Kilean National Police are put on alert.
"shit, sir, these look like real pros!" the private was scared as he looked at the corpse of the guard. "two in the chest and one in the head!"
"stow it, private!" shouted the hauptmann. "alright, I want the heavy weapons squad at the main gate, 1st and 3rd platoons sweeping the perimiter, and 2nd and 4th platoons are to take up positions at the reactor core and secure it until the special circumstances regiment arrives, is that clear?"
"yes, sir!" came the chorus as the ranks of grey-clad National Policemen dissolved into frenzied, intent activity.
I must say, MA27, your RP skills are horrible.At least add those multiple posts together into one.
The multiple commandoes look up as a roar fills the air. A speck appears on the horizon, slowly growing closer. Yells of duck and cover fill the air, barely audible over ther sound filling their ears. A lone commando stands transfixed by terror. He sees a boeing 747. His last vision is the bumper sticker on the front, written in crayon: If you can read this, praise Allah!
I must say, MA27, your RP skills are horrible.At least add those multiple posts together into one.
But, think of the post count!
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