NationStates Jolt Archive

Okay, I am not the best at rping but I am going to give it a shot. Also no future tech all modern.



----CKZ NEWS REPORT----

Exactly 37 minutes ago a series of bombs exploded in rural towns across the Christian Kingdom of Zarathoft. They are to believed to be the work of terrorists. No confirmation of what terrorist organization has done this, but all we know is that the people of the CKZ are hiding in their homes in fear that their town will be the next target. King Zar has gone into hiding with the rest of the Royal House of the CKZ. He did send this message out to the media: "These terrorists will be caught, and they all shall be put to death!". So far there has been a total of 32 CKZ civilian casulties. We are preparing------This just in!! A small CKZ military camp is under attack from the terrorist organization! They are reported to have 2 soldiers wounded and are under heavy fire! For our protection the CKZN has just ordered us to return to the station. We will have more on the report later.


----General Baleecik, head of the CKZ Defences, underground bunker:----

"General, we have just recieved word of a pinned down squad in the camp up in the mountains" Private Taric said.

"What is their condition private?" asked Gen. Baleecik calmly.

"They have one wounded and are under heavy fire sir"

The general rubbed his bearded chin with his hand and said "Are they requestion any reinforcements or artillary support?"

"No sir, we have lost contact with them"

"What was the last transmission private?"

"Their radio man was trying to say something that we couldn't make out, and then there was an explosion followed by static sir"

"Who is in charge of the squad private?"

"Captain James Ordean"

----THE AMBUSHED SQUAD IN THE MOUNTAINS:----


Captain James Ordean stared at his radio man who had just been wounded with a grenade that destroyed their radio and gave the soldier a serious arm wound.

"Captain, what the hell is going on?!" yelled Private First Class Richard Welson.

"No clue, Rich! All I know is that you better reload your M-16 before the next wave comes" yelled back Cap. Ordean.

"Fife is your machine gun ready to go?" asked the Captain.

Corporal Eric Fifeton Jr., the machine gunner replied, "All good!"

The Captain with sweat running down his face stared at the man that was killed by a granade. Private Tommy Gomsiner, the captain knew he would never forget the look the young boy had on his face right now. Eyes opened staring at the sky, blood running down his check. Looking back apon the field he saw another wave of unidetified soldiers. "Fife, open up! Jeremy get Patrick against that dirt pile and keep him protected!" ordered Cap. Ordean, the sound of Fife's machine gun was all the captain heard when he yelled "FIRE!"

"Who the hell are these son of a bitches?" PFC Jeremy Young muttured to himself as he dragged the wounded radio man to cover.

"Doc, am I gonna be okay?" muttured Patrick, the wounded radio man.

"Yeah," replied Jeremy "I am gonna give ya some morphine got it?"

Meanwhile Captain Ordean and his squad were firing apon the field. The unidentified soldiers started to fall back "STOP SHOTTING! Save your ammo guys, we are gonna be in for a long night...."

----AMBUSHED SQUAD IN THE MOUNTAINS 6:42 A.M----

Captain James Ordean lifted up his head, he hadn’t realized he had fallen asleep and felt really guilty about it being the leader of the squad and all. He opened his eyes to see PFC Jeremy Young’s face. “Captain, Patrick needs a medevac and quick. I only temporally stopped the bleeding. I have a tourniquet on him, but it won’t stop the bleeding. I am out of supplies. If we don’t get him out of here soon he is going to die-“

“We’re running out of ammo too!” interrupted Corporal Fife.

“I am well aware of all this, but I can’t do nothing cause our radio is out and those idiots at HQ are to stupid to send a rescue chopper out here!” said Cap. Ordean.

“Sir, there is movement at the edge of the field. I can’t tell if it’s the soldiers or just some people who came out to see what the hell was going on last night” Said PFC Rich Welson.

The Captain turned his head to look out across the field. He could see the movement too, but the rising sun was stopping him from identifying the figures. “Keep a watch on them Rich. Fife, make sure that SAW is ready to fire at a moments notice” Said the captain. Fife just nodded, his uniform was covered with sweat and his mouth was dry. He had giving his canteen to Patrick since Patrick’s was basically blown apart from the grenade. His hands were numb and covered with dirt; he had just noticed that he had a nasty cut on his left palm as he reached to for an ammo magazine. Jeremy had gone back to looking over his wounded comrade while Richard stared out across the field. Captain Ordean was looking at the ground again in heavy thought. That’s when Fife first heard it.

“Captain, what’s that noise?” asked Fife.

The Captain looked up and listened, “Well I’ll be damned, it’s a Zarthinian chopper!”

Jeremy looked behind him, the UH-60 Black Hawk helicopter was now in sight. Rich was the only one who didn’t seem to care about the evac chopper, he was studying the people at the end of the field. They had all taken a weird stance, and then he saw it….an RPG. “TAKE COVER!” screamed Rich. At this point no one in the squad bothered to see what was being shot at them, the just hit the dirt. Then they all heard the sound as the RPG shot at their evac chopper, the chopper that came to save them. They heard the whistle sound as the RPG flew straight over their position. They all covered their heads and waited for the explosion, but it never happened. The noise from the Black Hawk just kept getting louder.

Jeremy looked up and said, “Thank the Lord! They missed!”

Rich was looking back at the field, “Here they come!”

Captain Ordean looked at the field, there was about 20 soldiers in peer black uniforms running at them shooting at them with AK-47s. “Fife open up! Jeremy keep Patrick safe. Rich on my command fire….FIRE” The Black Hawk was almost to them now, but the advancing soldiers were almost at the foot of the hill. Only one had be shot and the remaining 19 had cover now. Captain Ordean saw the Black Hawk and yelled to Jeremy, “Jeremy get Patrick to that chopper, Rich go with them. Fife and I will provide cover fire.”

Jeremy was already on the move before the captain had finished his sentence dragging the limp Patrick to the chopper. Rich was a little slower in reaction, but he got to Jeremy and Patrick when they were about ½ way to the chopper. He had strapped his M-16 to his back and picked up Patrick’s legs.

“Fife when you burn out that clip, sprint to the chopper” yelled Cap. Ordean.

“But what about you sir?” asked Fife.

“I will be right behind you”

Fife shot out his last rounds and made a sprint to the chopper that was getting ready to take off, Captain Ordean was right behind him. They jumped onto the chopper and it took off. They were on their way home, where it was safe.



----KING ZAR OF ZARATHOFT SPEECH 9:31 A.M----

People of Zarathoft, yesterday a series of terrorist attacks were committed in Zarathoft. We have lost 32 civilians, and one Zarithian storm trooper. I tell you now that Zarathoft will not allow these terrorists to get away with this. We will find them, and they will be put on trial. I request that you keep calm, the Zarithian army will keep you safe. Zarathoft requests aid from any nations willing to help us. Also if a nation(s) is harboring any of the terrorists or have aided them, Zarathoft considers you an enemy. Please help us.

Sincerely,
King Zar