OOC: (Information on Operation IronShard)
Operation IronShard is a Liberator planned operation to take out the Mainland's leading power quickly and swiftly.
The Contenental Mountain Rage, which has a pass right through the middle, has become the natural border between the Liberators and Mainlands. The Liberators, with newly purchased T-7s before the death of President Matthew Angelo will be the Liberators only form of armored support, which are currently sitting quietly in the western Contenental Mountain Pass, ready to strike when the order is given.
OOC: (The Story in a Quick Review)
Communist President Matthew Angelo died three years ago. Without a minute to spare, the weak Ultranaturalist Party, or Democrat Party, took power, quickly pushing Vice President Ricky Angelo out of power. The Once proud communist government has fallen, and most citizens are enraged. As Democracy starts to form, the western part of the nation, which is where most military bases and such are located, have broken from the Mainland (Union) in an attempt to bring Communism back. The remaining eastern Mainland, which consists of argecultural areas and heavy factories, will not let democracy fall with out a fight. As the Secound Civil War begans, the Liberators get an unknown surprise when Ruby Island, a major naval base that is an island, wishes to join them, being a Terrortory and all, this was surprising, becouse most terrortories chose neutralality. Just as the Liberator Armored Platoons mass on the Contenental Mountain Range, the natural border between the two sides, information is shown that the Mainland has many armaments of missles and bombing aircraft, which could blow deeply into the Liberators strike for Farway City, the Mainlands Capital. As Raptior, the Capital of the Liberators, and the once perfect Unions Capital is put on high alert, the tank platoons get information that the Mainland has a deedly alliance, that could change the whole outcome of the war. Also, becouse this operartion is Liberator based, I will be giving more feedback on them then the other sides, vise-versa durring other operations.
Post on current standings of the war: Operation IronShard Begans (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=151873)
Also, anyone who wishes to help ether side, post here saying so, the next operations, and the rest of the war will be invite only for all those who agree to fight on thier chosen side.
Raptior Airforce Base; Liberator HQ
Rickey Angelo slowly walks in the door, lighting a cigar, and listenning to his secretary Jennifer Garden talking about the current information recived just a few days ago.
"I don't care if 'der is missles 'er not, that just means we will have 'ter get 'em sooner then ever." President Rickey Angelo said, trying to make fun of her acsent,
"Look sir, scoods and balistocs 'er very dangerous, many of our troops e'll die." she said stressfully. "Scoods" was how she pronoused SCUDs, and "balistocs" was how she pronoused Balistics. Being a new citizen and all from the nation of Tomverick, a neighbor nation since the beganning of Truitt's History, her acsent to Truitt's way of english, Furmen as it was called, was hard to pronouse.
"Alright. We will postpone the invasion untill we get more overseas support, then we will end this before too many people die." President Rickey Angelo said sitting down in the only chair in the room. With a huff and a puff, she walked out in her high-heels, just as Councilman of Defence Freddie Stevensburg came into the room, one of the few people from the former Supreme Council that were still alive.
"Evenning Freddie," President Angelo said as casual as he could,
"Good Evenning?" He asked back curiously,
"Yeh, why you ask? Is something wrong?" President Angelo said back getting up,
"Nah, just usally your very tense, I guess Jenni laid something down huh?" he asked smilling. President Ricky Angelo not getting where he was comming from quickly changed the subject,
"I have desided to call of the invasion of Sistway untill we get more support." He said blankly,
"What? If we don't take Sistway now, Farway and Barecadd will be forever closed! This is a chance we have to take!" He said very firmmly,
"They have peers Freddie, plus we think C-10 is helpping the democrats." President Angelo said, blankly and nervously. The "C-10" was a nickname to the Farbini Terrorist Group. Since Truitt invaded thier nation, Farbini, they have fought to rid the rule of communism. The "democrats" was a term used to mention everyone agenst the Liberators, just as "rebels" was always refering to the themselves. "Peers" was also an other term meanning missles that have a fairly long range.
"Well, we knew 'Bini would take one side or an other, and of 'cource they got missles, all of our main silos are at South Point and Stevens Run City." he said blankly. Everyone knew that the war was even anyways, no matter what. The Liberators have all the military bases, with Aircraft, Tanks, Infantry, and Sea Vessels, even most of the men were fully trainned, the Liberators had little money to help families of weakend soldiers or killed family members, and even maintanance on these things were killing the Liberators.
"Well, what ever happens, this war will never truely end." President Angelo said looking at the ground, taking a long drag on his cigar, then tossing it on the crome ground and stompping on it hard.
With a jump, Freddie Stevensburg said with a smile, "Rickey, you surprise me sometimes. Ohh yeh, the reason I came in here-" Freddie Stevensbug said looking oddly pale. "The 44th Armored killed an unarmed scout that was on our side of the Rock Path. They picked up the radio, and a man was saying, 'Roger that, Armored forces on lead 6.'. We figured that 'lead 6' means the sixth mountain in the range on our side, from south to north, which was where we found him."
Stevens Run City; Farbini Terrorist Group Mainland HQ
"Are we ready?" asked a man in the dark, with a deep australian acsent,
"Of cource, as soon as Conners gives the call, they are off." says a small virtically challenged man,
"Perfect."
Farway City
As a long line of HUMVEEs pass the small building, two kids are sceaming from fear, and the mother crying. The father has been gone for mountain patrol for nearly a week now, and they just recived a letter saying he maybe dead.
The line finally gives out, and is seen going opposite of the beutiful hillsides, and into a small prarie. A large airforce base, although it looked abandoned, had old A-10 Worthogs taking off straight for the mountain rnage, they were fully loaded with large bombs, and instead of the "Tank Eater" paint job on the nose, it had the Liberators flag, green with a red start in the middle, on fire, although it was painted, and hard to see from the distance, it is very detailed and distinct.
OOC:
My next post about this will be the first battle. For those who wish to side with the Communist Liberators, say so, and those for the Democratic Mainland also say so. I will have a list in code under this message saying who is on what side.
[code:1:873f956643]Liberator's Alliance:
Ferratus
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[code:1:873f956643]Mainland's Alliance:
Farbini (RPs Farbini Terror Group)
Rotovia
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[code:1:873f956643]Nations That Are Having Mental Problems
United Korean Nations
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Outside Atlessiss City
A man, in full uniform, tight red coat, a guard, is patrolling the outer edge of the rear of the large building, where all Mainland leaders are located at an important secret meeting.
Information that the Liberators have stopped thier push, and are at the city limits of Sistway and Farway City, has put little attention to this meeting, being that all forces are there on the borders.
Chias Airport (TFMM)
"Turban One Two Seven, you are cleared for landing on pad number six." said the ATC english speaking transponder,
"Roger that Tower, landing on pad six cleared, One Two Seven," said the pilot of the civilian Yellow Turban helicopter, which was a resort helicopter, which could hold six people, not including the pilot and co-pilot. The pilot turnned the reciver to "Recive Only" and turnned to the men behind them, all dressed in camo pants, and black shirts, with a dark brown backpack, and a set of nightvision goggles on thier helmets. All wairing fatiques, and looking tired, which they were, took out thier arms, each man having a different one. They were carfeful not to put the barrels or anything else at window level, so they kept them in thier laps.
While the back half of the men loaded up, ther barrels were extra long, more than likely heavy support rifles with muzzelers, and the other front half had smaller barrels, but silenced. As the men, and the one woman loaded thier guns, and put extra clips in thier front pouches, they all flipped thier goggles on at the same time, and activated. Then, they all pulled out an assortment of arms, including hand guns, and knifes, and a few grenades. They all checked thier gear, and finished with a minute to spare as the helicopter landed on the pad. The night sky was calm, making the landing easy and soft. The wind slowly started to pick up, a storm was heading this way from the sea, and the wind was supposed to be up to 10 knots before the operations started, which it seemed to, since they first had to get to the mansion.
"Turban One Two Seven, transfer to ground," said the ATC in english
"Turban One Two Seven, transfer to ground, roger," said the co-pilot as he flipped the radio knob to 556.8.
"Ground, permission to wax to full back parking, Turban One Two Seven," said the Pilot.
"Turban One Two Seven, permission to wax to full back parking," said the ATC, agian in english,
"Ground, Turban One Two Seven, waxing via heading One Eight Zero," said the Co-Pilot, just as the men in the back were about to pull thier death watches out. In the case a man's eart stopped beating, via the viens in the arm stop throbing, the watch would release a nerve damaging gas, oderless, sightless, sensless totaly. However, the antidote was taken by the whole team and the pilot before hand. The gas was to damage all nerves in people nearby to paralize them.
"Turban One Two Three, what is your request to full back parking?" asked the ATC in english agian, which english agervated the Pilot becouse he was a Windsong resident, they spoke Commin, the language spoken by most southern and eastern Truittians, English was tought, but Commin was the one of choice.
"We have a full of Tourists onboard and I wish to get them out of here as fast as I can," said the Pilot, with his angery voice, which was becouse of the english, being he hard a time pronousing the words fluently.
"Well, be advised there is a C-175 parked there, but if you keep current heading you will not have a problem," he said agian laughing. Cessna 175's were very common in this airport, being that it was a small one at that, being a small city and all.
As the small helicopter waxed down the taxiway (Waxing is a term used in Truitt meaning barely skimming the ground to get somehwere in the airport, a helicopter way of taxiing) the pilot switched back to "Recive Only". The men in the back started to mumble in Commin back and forth. Everyone had thier Deathwatches on thier wrists, and thier arms were ready.
"Hervan, Korven, Furtive, Johnson, Smithson, Durann, you guys hurry up, once we stop, you will have to run out quickly like tourists would to a helicopter, but keep your guns low, too your tighs, it is dark in full parking, so only figures can be seen, keep lasers off." the Pilot said looking at the five mena dn one women in english, "And this will be my last time to talk this hursten for the rest of my life!" he said looking at Keyha Furtive, the one woman, who was his daughter, Hursten was a curce word, meaing well, the stuff that comes out of a bull. As the helicopter stopped, and the pilot yelled over the phone right before he switched back to "Transmet", "Fu, fu, fu!", which was Commin for Go, go, go.
The figurs ran out of the helicotper very quickly, braking into two groups, preidentified as HELO and HALO, HALO being the very heavy support, while the HELO has two snipers and a demolition. They qiuckly ran into the aprking lot, which was empty except for the pilots imported Furgoman (Ford like) and Co-Pilots Mercenn (Corvette like). They quickly hopped into the back bed of the Furgoman, and has the pilot slowly walked up, they ddin't make a move, and nether did the pilot.
They drove off, and slowly pulled up the end of the street, which was going uphill, just half a mile from the mansion's gates. They al hopped out, and broke into the two groups into the woods near the road, as the car turnned around, he ut his hand out as if tryin to stay awake by the wind, but it was a "good-luck" gesture in Commin Sign-Language. The men sat there for 30minutes, in the same spot, no one even moved to whipe thier noses.
Then, thier watches started to humm a little like a mad racoon, meaning it was 9 o'clock local time, the mid-point of the meeting. Then, the HALO moved across the street so quickly and together it seemed to be just one person enstead of three.
They started to make thier way through a small path made a deer or some other thing, which was prefound by the co-pilot earlier durring the beganning of his tourist buisness here while flying overhead. They saw a small glare in the sky, the city, which right ont he edge of the city was the small mansion.......
Atlessiss Mansion Estate
The six moved quickly, and silently. As they got to the edge of the woods, which as about two feet clearing distance from the woods line to the gate, the demolitions expert from HELO quickly and swiftly put a small jet black plastic box, which appeared to be a dyed C-4 charge, and they quickly went back into the woods, with the small detonater in the mans hand, with the Ak-74 in his other hand, he pressed the trigger like a fighter pilot shooting at an emeny transport. In a quick small "Whiiiiffffttt" and the small thump of the box dropping into the hole it made, the dirt was to the sides. a "GUSTER Explosive" was sued, it used highly pressured CO2 to force the dirt in all directions to create a hole. The Demolitions ran up agian, and placing a new GUSTER down at the end of the hole, this time pointing at the gate instead of the ground., the demolitions man suddenly dropped to the ground, putting his black painted, anti-glare gun into the hole, and the same to the detonater. Everyone stayed still behind the trees, ever man had his own tree trunck he was hidding behind. A guard walked up, in a tight red coat.
The man looked over in thier direction for a fw minutes, and then turnned the opposite way walking torwards the other end of the gate. Keyha admediatly pulled up her marksmen rifle, a Berretta M-890, a custom job. She aimmed it carfully, and switched the night-vison on the scope, and turnned off the goggles, and flipepd them up.
She aimmed, just as the marker aimmed right above the head, she firred. A small "Thuuuupppp" and the man fell into the high grass. No other guards were around, and no alarm was heard, and the man was hidden in the 4 foot high praire grass, so no probelm at the moment, untill someone tried to radio the now dead guard.
Quickly, the demolitions man quickly got up, ducked onto a tree next to Kayha's, and pressed the trigger agian just he gave her the finger. She smilled through her tented helmet, which she just put back on, and switching the night-vision properly on both sets. All thier watches hummed a little agian just as they started thier crawl under the hole made, which was tight for everyone, although everyone was phisically fit. They were right on time, actually ahead of time, being they were supposed to see the gate when it hummed, not be in the gate. "The last time it would hum," David though raising his heavy M-350 heavy automatic burst rifle, the heaviest gun the whole team had. They qiuckly went into a flier formation, three men infront, the support in a triangle like formation, and the other three in the back, in the same formation. Every two steps however they stopped, and gave the marksmen a chance to scan the area, and the support a chance to use thier X-Ray goggles built into the night vision goggles for seeing in the thick grass for waiting patrollers. Only two secounds was devoted to every stop, and then the next two steps happened, and agian and agian. Jimmy, the other marksmen sighted a man in the top of the building, an other marksmen, he quickly gave a tap on Davids backbone connecting to his neck, being thesign to stop all movement, we are spotted. He looked through his goggle, and slowly turnned the nob to zoom in. The marksmen was pointing his barrel right at them, abviously, he was having a hard time seeing if we were there or not, being everything was black or dark brown to keep from reflection, and the grass was so thick, and they were crouched, that the grass overcame them forming a thin roof. After about five minutes, the man turnned around, and started to scan the rest of the area, and they stood there for an extra two minutes to make sure he didn't look back. When the two minutes was up, David gave the sign to fire at him, a thumb going from inside the fist and out three times very fast. David being the leader of the both the HALO and HELO teams, was the reason they were listening to him, well, watching him.
Finally, Kayha raised her gun, and with a quick and swift action from lap to sight, she took the shot, with out even turnning on the night-vision on the scope, and turnning off the headset. The man stood there for a little while, and they all thought he lived and was looking for the shooters, but then he fell backwards.
A man ran up from the high wall, to the man, with out hesitation, just as a 3rd man ran up, she took the shot at one, and then Jimmy took the other man, and as a fourth man came, his head was the only thing showing, they both took the shot at the head, and flew back, and his legs flew into the air, which made everyone smile for a small bit, but was short lived. They knew they were there now. They quickly started a full sprint, faster than the fastest man int he world staright torwards the front entrance, which was said to be a deathtrap, but David knew Mainland Tactics, being one himself untill the war.
They then got up to the door, no one was around, the whole time they had thier eyes wide open, they sighted an other patrolman as he walked normaly around the corer as they came around. They all switched thier nightvision off except Shon, who would hold the door after the push in. Then Georgie planted the C-4 Plastic Explosive, which also he planted a Claymoore, class 3 size, which had a range of 20 feet, facing the door, but far away so it would not be damaged when the C-4 explodes.
They fell back into the bushes around the corner, and detonated the C-4. A large explosion, and the sight of wood flying into the pathway from the door, and they ran within sight of the door, and voices were heard, loud ones, agery and frantick, Georgie pulled the detonator back up to his chest, which it was wired so the first pull would blow the door, and the secound would blow the Claymoore. He pulled the trigger agian, and claymoore blasted into the door, a quick silence as the figures ran torwards the door, and as they quickly flew pasted the door, getting a quick glance at the damage done, which had three men on the gound, and about seven running down the two staircases, David and Robert, two of the supportmen quickly puleld out a FIZ grenade, which looked like a FRAG, but it unleashed the paralizing gas. They quickly tossed them into the room, one for each staircase, and the sizzle from the grenades letting its gas lose, and yells, then muffles, the room would be filled with the gas for a minute, then the gas would attempt to go up the stairs, which wouldn't last long, then go out of the front door. Georgie quickly planted a small oval like thing on the ground as the rest fo the team ran into the room. He flipped the small switch on the side, and a laser flied from the one on the left side of the door, and to one from the right side of the door. If a man ran through the front the door, it would shoot the gas agian out of the devices onto the men, enough for three shots was ready.
The men ran up the staircase to the right, which lead straight to the main room hall. They quickly tossed a grenade up the staircases, and the men who were paralized were quickly shot in the back of thier legs with thier secound guns, the pistols. The men weren't going anywhere if the gas wore off before they got back, and thier guns were quickly taken by the marksmen, who loaded the guns and checked for extra rounds for close combat. They ran up the now humid, becouse of the gas, staircase, and looked around the corners, no one. The door to the main hall was right behind them, as a safety precaution someone threw a FIZ grenade behind them, and then a smoke grenade down the staircase and the hall way for aid whle they borke down the door, which was easy becouse they just kicked it, and it flew down.
With in less than a secound, three men with M-16s and a man with a M-15 pulled out thier guns, the three supportmen quickly reacted by firring thier full automatic guns, which were not silenced, and made a very very loud noice. As they quickly ran intot he room, a man hiding behind the corner took a shot at David, hitting him in the shoulder, without even talking, him and Georgie both firred at the man, with blood flying in the air, and the mans face no longer identical to what it was before, they turnned to what the other two supportmen was firring at madly, a man was hiding behind the door of the restroom next door, and he was gone becouse blood was seen along the wall behind the door. They the turnned to the sixe men sitting, but where now on the ground except for two, which had pistols, one was a desert eagle. They both took thier own shots, one man missing Vernie, the other supportman, barely by the head, and the other hit the sweat spot on Kayha, right on her chest. She flew back, but didn't even yelp, and hit the ground. David and Georgie took a quick shot at both men, and they fell. Georgie dropped to Kayha has the rest securred the entrances except David. David quickly ran to the four living men, they all had blood across thier faces and suits. He smilled has his quickly hit three in the stomach, making them fall, and the one standing was fairly short, black hair, tan skin, defenatly from Windsong.
"Mr. President," he spat at the man in the bloody suit.
Scarred to death, a small amount of a dark stain started to grow around his legs. Discusted, David said fermly, "So, you are the democrat ehh? Well, I have a propesition for you," he said to Presidnet James Conners.
"David, she wouln't make it unless we get her out of here!" Georgie said looking back at her, she still hasn't said a word since they took off from Sistway International Airport (TSCI) earlier that day. Gritting her teeth, she deactivated the Deathwatch, and looked at the time, the digital reading as 11:59 P.M., "With a minute to spare," she said weakely. Midnight was the time they were supposed to even break into the mansion. Just then, a shot was heard from Justin, the other supportman guarding the bathroom door. The man who turnned the corner ran in, but ti seemed the gas didn't effect him, mroe than likely others ran in and got hit. "Surm, Surm!" Georgie yelled getting Kayha's arm around his should. Surm ment in Commin "Front", which was understood to go back to the front.
Everyone went down the stairs, just then a large explosion was heard, and from a small window, a tank was seen blasting down the gates, terrified the group ran up the stairs agian, just before taking a shot at the six more men that were on the ground in the legs, the first group still had a hour until the effects wore off. Just then, Kayha pulled up her gun, which hurt her a lot. She took a shot at the tank, but it no damage, she was aimming for the turret. Just then a click was heard to conferm what Kayha was trying, the turret was loaded to fire a rocket. David qiuckly dropped Kayha's left arm, making her stunnedfor a moment, and took a semi-automatic shot right into the turret, which then blew into a peice, blowing the window next to the group, and a wave to hit most down on thier backs.
Just then, Presidnet James Conners fainted, surprising many becouse he was a Fighter Pilot Veterain. A large group of men was seen running torwards the door, and then they all looked at each other, and smiled.
"Sierra Hotel!" yelled Justin aimming up his KG-57 Heavy Automatic Mounted Assualt rifle modification, secound heaviest portable gun for one man in the world. Just as the men were seen fromt he flames of the now blown to bits Abram M.B.T., the group started a full barrage on the running men. Seven dropped before the stoped and started firring themselves. David, still painful from the hit in the shoulder was off in hitting a man before his shot hit Georgie, whi was wearing shoulder TETS, which made the bullet just hurt, and not penetraite. As David himself switched to 3 Shot-Burst becouse of the recoil hurtting his arm, a thop thop thop was heard from over head,
"Damn, they have assualt chopers too?" yelled Justin looking up, looking to see if he could blast a hole in the cockpit window. "That's an Apache!" yelled Kayha weakly, just as she went limp. Quickly, David jumped up, "Fernon, Mier Son-Kiu!" meaning Quickly, Run Out Side. They soon ran out, all switching to semi-automatic for easier run and shoot. Georgie quickly took Kayha's limp body, saying in her ear as he ran behind the rest of the group, "Just stay here with us, we are going home," he said just as the group felt a quick jolt, and a rocket and sent from the Apache to the group around the tank firring at them, of which, instead of the though six or seven, five flew into the air, while four flew to the sides, and who knows the amount who were pounded intot eh ground and tank. The Apache started firring its Vulcan Cannon feriously as it desended from about 20 feet above the ground to four feet, where the cannon was making even the dirt fly near by. Justin tripped, just as then he yelped, a bullet flew into his back, but the bullet-proof vest, well, the three everyone was wearing except for the marksmen stopped the round from entering the body. They quickly threw Kayha into the Apache first, and started to fire like crazy, not even aimming. Then the teo HELO men jumped intot he Apache, and then as David was about to jump in as the fourth in there, he had a deadly moment, "Where's the democrat?" he yelled to everyone.
All eyes open, wide, and everyones heart started beating six times faster as it was before, which seemed to fly out of everyone chest. As the medic in the Apaches hull ran up to Kayha and started to work on her, Georgie stayed there for support as the rest ran into the building.
Standing there on the staircase was three men, all with bulky guns, but in a flash of a secound, everyone man in that open room, with tohers laying there paralized, firred. All three fell, and two of the four men who were in the doorway were still standing. The Apache stopped firring, and a yell was heard, "Hurry, there are seven TANTRUMs this way!" Georgie warned. TANTRUM was a Truittian owned light battle tank, have a gattling cannon and a rocket cannon side by side, and an automatic cannon on the top turret made it deadly to Helicopters and Infantry, and with the top speed on road 20 knots, it was blazing, but with a dead Abram in the way, it could still damage the Apache durring its climb.
Justin looked around, him and David were the only onws standing, but he had blood running down his arm, shot directly in the shoulder twice. The President was still on the ground, just as they both ran to get him, he was still unconcious. They then put him on Davids painful back, and then Justin grabbed their two fallen friends, each arm to an other, he dragged them to the Apache, being shot twice int he back it was hurting badly.
They soon got into the Apache as the TANTRUM started to go around the flamming Abram, and as with most Apaches, there was a HEAT laucnher in the Weapons Compartment, which Justin grabbed, and firred right when David bumped his back, and his hand flew upwards, and the rocket missed, and David has a head full of smoke, and his arm hurt even more from the blast. The rocket ladned right at the treads of the TANTRUM, it couldn't move.
The Apache was crammed heavily, the Medic could barely help Kayha and the other two, which were each hit in the head, but were just banged up and nocked out with a little bleeding, being a small caliber used by the Mainland, most hits were not life threatening.
The Apache started to fly backwards, deadly close to the ground, and then pulled up a little as it came to the woods, and reved over the gate and unto the road. It then, with out even seeing the TANTRUM, turnned a 180 degree turn, and started full power straight.
"Hold on Kayha," Georgie kept on saying on and on holding her right hand,
"How's everyone else?" David yelled in Commin,
"Fine fine fine, a little scratch there, a kidney shot here, nothing major," Justin said feeling his back.
"Well that's nice, how's the democrat?" David asked Jimmy, who was watching outside the side window,
"Fine, still out cold, I think he pisted in his pants," he said smilling. It was probably true. Mainly becouse his pants, about a 3 inch diameter from the part where the legs join was stained dark.
Finally getting a look around the group, everyone except Justin had thier helmets off, which Justin was standing by Kayha, and doing ntohgin mrowe than trying to keep her together.
David himself noticed everyone deactivated thier Deathwatches except for himself. Deactivating it, he threw it at the pilot, who was the same man who flew them to the airport earlier.
"Well, nice to see you guys are back, how's Kay'?" he asked quivering,
"Just fine, she is in shock, hard to convence her, she is hard as a rock, when we brought her in, we found that she had been shot six times int he chest, and three in each shoulder, and four in her back, just only one made it to skin. She took the hardest hits." he said in Commin, giving a thick acsent to show his stress.
"From what I heard, Jucino took the most hits? What was it? Fifteen? All in the back too?" he said, Jucino was a pet name given. The whole group, including the pilot and Medic have been together through Special Operatiosn Trainning, which was very vigorous, and formmed a great relationship with everyone.
"Well, he thinks it was just one so I wouldn't be messin' with him." he replied back smilling.
"That's good, he is very tough, I bet yeh if it did break it wouldn't fase him a bit."
"Well, I wouldn't doubt it, so, what is our-" he was cut off just as a yell was heard.
The Apache litterly did a 90 degree bank, and then before ramming into the woods, recovered and gainned a lot of attitude, far above the trees.
"Good God!", "Missle?", "What the Hell?" yelled a few in the back. The scream was from Kayha, who just had a needle injected in her, and well, she don't like needles.
"Well, I think there was an S.U.V. under us when we did that," the pilot said agian,
"Yeh, well, don't do that agian, kay Steven?" David asked.
"Sure, how's my baby?" Steven asked, taking a lesser grip on the combat stick inbetween his legs,
"Just fine, you know her and needles," he replied looking at her snapping the needle as it came out of her shoulder, and taking the sharp end and stabbing Krista, the medic,
"Hey now, I got four more!" Krista yelled back at Kayha as she started to curce at her,
"Well, bring it on!" Kayha replied back
"Hey Justin, give me a needle from that compartment," she said to Justin with her arm out, but Justin was dead cold, obviously asleep from not sleeping two days straight, as have the whole group in the Apache.
The President slowly started to come to as they arived at Chias Airport, which had a different mood around on the ATC, for one, there was no English Speaker, and the person was a different one, more eastern acsent,
"Alright HULO, hurry and land on the end of runway 32, Airforce Six is waiting, there are also two squadrens of escorts circling the airspace as we speack, they are advised of your arrival." said the ATC in Commin, which made everyone easy. As they landed with a thump, the group quickly ran out, with only the Co-Pilot left inside. Kayha was taken by Georgie and Steven, while David tried to wake up Justin but was so unsucessful, he just picked him up, and the President was quickly taken, very frightened, into Airforce Six, a Cessna X modification that had counter-measures and more powerful engines.
The men, with full gear, and some still stainned with blood, got onboard and quickly sat, just as the pilot over the speaker said, "Alright HULO, sit tight, we will be making a very tight climb," at that they knew what it ment, there maybe a man or someone in the woods or edge of runway with a deadly arm, like an RPG or LAW. Just as the engines hit ful throttle, and the windows appeared to not be moving, except for the nose going downward, they all knew the pilot was reving up the engine for full acceleration. Everyone fully got set in, the President now in handcuffs and tightly secured inbetween the whole group, the nose lifted, and the windows showed action. The Acceleration was something David and Steven haven't felt since thier carrier operations days, but it was no where close to the feeling.
Just about five secounds from the brakes release, the nose was rising, very steeply. Making at least a 75 degree angled rate of climb, it seemed that they would enter a stall in less than a few secounds,
"God, why do they do this to me with just five days to go?" Georgie yelled waking up finally and finding himself in an unknown place about to fall out of the sky. The whole teams was schedualed for Department exactly five days from the day before, but they all probably thought it was still the day before, although thier watches now read 1:47 P.M.. The craft started to level out, and the pilot on the speaker said, "Congratultions soldiers, you have ended a war, and are now in those ten year old history books!" with a smile, and agrun fro ear to ear, everyone fell asleep within two minutes from the time the craft evenned out, and an onboard patrolman stood next to the President.
Two Days Later - Truittian National News Network
A woman is seen with a stack of papers infront of her and a small microphone,
"As of today, we have gotten word that the Mainland's President, President James Conners as been taken and is now under Libertor custody. Many attempts have been made by the Mainland publicaly to get thier beloved President back in thier own borders. However, President Rickey Angelo has called an international speach for just a few minutes, which for the first time since dictatorships fall will all channels be enterupted. Now, to Chet Kenington for weather, Chet, now is-"
The woman is cut off by a picture of the Truittian national flag, three colors representing the three governments that have passed, and the Seal of Wings And Liberty cimblising communism. The picture then fades to President Rickey Angelo.
"Greetings fellow Truittians, and other parties from over seas countries. As of yesturday, the democratic Mainland President, James Conners entered Liberator borders by Airforce Six, with our Special Operations team. Thanks to them, and many other men and women on the front lines of Sistway, Furgoson City, and Brimanton, and all the cities and areas inbetween, we have won the battle, which has started since Former President Matthew Angelo's death two years ago. As the Third year of him being gone, and the war now over, I am glad to say that all forces have laid down thier arms, since in the attack of taking the President, five of the six cobient members were killed, including the Vice President and Secretary of Defence. Former President James Conners has unleashed just this morning a Mainland alert to all generals to lay down arms, or face the death penalty to all generals and Conners himself.
As the new dawn breaks on our little island we call home, we are also possed with an other threat, and that is of personal matters. Although only a half of a years worth of fighting has occurd, over six hundred thousand men and women on both sides have died, not including the millions to billions of dollars in damages to our military and civil structures.
We ask that as Democracy comes to an end for good in Truitt, that all citizens of towns and cities who have had damage done please, freely volunteer to make our proud nation what it was three years ago."
He pauses for a moment while he shuffles note cards around, gets angery and tosses them behind him, and continues,
"We have erected many new laws to keep revolt at by now, all have been passed. One of many may come to be hated, but is needed. No Ultranaturalist, Democrat, and Republican Parties are allowed in Truittian Borders and Truittian Terrortory Borders unless invited so.
Also, a new party system is rising, based on our haritage. Representing view points, and based after the parties color, a Color Party System wil be released also.
As a final sentance to those out there, and I know this has not been a very good speach, I will offically state that I am resignning from office as President, and will stay in the Political eye, but not that much. Don't cry for me, just send some cookies and brownies to my estate in Dugahh." as he finished that sentance many laughed and smiled.
[code:1:0d3f489694]To: Nations Allied with Liberators
From: Former President Rickey Angelo
On behath of the new Peoples Republic of Truitt, I would like to send thanks for all aid done, although very littl action was taken by all sides. Thanks you expecially United Korean Nations for the bombing on Farway, which allowed us to have a window to Atlessiss Airport under civilian way, saying we were pick-up crews. As for all others, we thank you. If for any reason you need our aid, in any form, Telegram me personally, or a Councilman. I do hope the people pick a good President, just along he isn't a Blue, I'm Good.
However, becouse our military is very weak, expecially the Airforce and Army, we will not be able to give any aid in forgien matters for at least 5 years (5 RL Days) so we can fully restore our nation, and help in losed funds, which we are currently in the negitive 45 billion TND (or 90 billion USD) becouse of loses in buildings, forces, and peoples deaths.
Once agian, thank you all.
P.S.
Blue is the party name for Supernaturalist, or Federalist, which states we should stay how we are and don't mess with other nation's buisness.[/code:1:0d3f489694]