NationStates Jolt Archive

CornixPes II is faced with an immediate crisis situation, and requires assistance from the international world within the hour!

General Hullsmear pushed the door wide open and strode into the tactical operations room. There were television screens all over the walls flicking from picture to picture. There were many men and women who darted to and fro, wearing worried looks on their faces. Directly in the center of the room was a large table with a giant computer screen built under the glass. It hummed contently as the blueprints of a mansion loaded. There were several men staring at it deep in thought. General Hullsmear pulled his jacket from himself and threw it lightly to a frantic woman nearby.
"So Gentlemen, what have we got?" Hullsmear asked with a political tone.
"We've got a hostage situation in Ameral city," A man spat out.
"Danger level?" Hullsmear inquired.
"It's critical, sir," The man replied.
"Give me the details," Hullsmear ordered as he whipped a cup of coffee out of the hands of his secretary.
"200 hostages at least, it was a political convention. Many believed to be students but there's important MPs in there that we can't afford to lose. They want 2 billion on their doorstep or they'll kill them all," The man explained.
"We can't give them what they want. We need all Special Ops teams alerted immediately, and quickly, we don't want the press in there when the blood's spilled," Hullsmear ordered.
"Sir, we've only got 2 teams left..."

"Damnit! Send a message to the National leaders of the World, we need immediate assistance - tell them to send in as few but as highly trained men as possible - this is a mission... not a war."

You have recieved the message from CornixPes II. A copy of the blueprints have also been telegrammed. You're our only hope.

Click here for the Mansion blueprints (http://img51.photobucket.com/albums/v157/crowfoot/blue.bmp)

OOC: This is a Roleplay game set up by CornixPes. Announce that you're part of it and then we'll come up with a plan. Then the RP'ing starts! I've done these before, they're very fun! :mp5:

Time is quickly running out. CornixPes can't afford another devestation.

To CornixPes:
The Republic of Kaufmanstad notes with alarm the situation in CornixPes. Congress has allowed me the power to help in your hostage situation. I have instructed Secretary of Foreign Affairs Snyder to send a team of four of our top negotiators to Ameral City. They are Timothy Hausman, Nicholas Creswell, Alice Gorham, and Jason van Court.
In addition, I am prepared to order out my nation's only special operations unit, the Elite Battalion of the Kaufmanstad Marines. The Battalion is composed of 25 of Kaufmanstad's finest, most commited soldiers.

From the President's House, Stuville, Kaufmanstad,
Thomas Boudinot
President of the Republic of Kaufmanstad.

EDIT: Changed # of marines.

"CornixPes, didn't they help us before?"
"I think so sir."
"Well now it's time to pay off the debt."
"Sir."
"Send two teams off ASS and promis more assistance if he requires it."

The General stood deep in thought, staring at the screen ahead of him. He was suddenly interurrpted by a young man in military uniform than ran into the operations room. He was weilding a few pieces of paper and waving them about.
"Sir, big news - we've had replies," The man panted.
"Ah, very good," The General said, releasing a sigh.
"Sir, do I confirm?" He said.
"Yes, tell them to have their special Ops teams on standby, we'll attempt a raid very soon..."

The men of the Elite Battalion were standing by a large military plane at Smyth Airforce Base near Raleightown, Kaufmanstad. Major James Addington carefully went over his unit. A young corporal, obviously a desk soldier ran out with a slip of paper.
He sloppily saluted "Major! Orders direct from the President! You are to head directly to Ameral City. You will meet with a representative of CornixPes and Timothy Hausman."
The Major immediately snapped into action and the plane was loaded and in the air in no time.

We can send 100 men max. in with 3 ST-220 Aubis Transports. Just request a number up to 100 and we will send them in to do their part in the clan. They are fully trained techies as well.

OOC: San, 100 men is too many. We want small squads of Special Ops forces. I know you have a strong military might but this is going to be covert! :D

IC:

Captain Naral of Alpha Team snapped out of his day dream and looked up into the pale blue sky. An Apache Crossbow was hovering above the runway and descending with speed. He stood up and clapped his hands.
"Come on men, let's move!" The 10 squad members, including Naral picked themselves up off of the hot concrete and ran over to the settling Apache. As the rest of the team leapt in, Captain Naral glaced over to Captain Rathe of the Bravo team and nodded his luck. He then followed in.

OOC: 100 is too many? I said I brought in 500! I'll fix that.
Anyway, how about my negotiators try and talk the terrorists into giving us another 2 or 3 hours?

Good idea, do it. I have two squads of my special Ops teams in the air now, just to let you know that's 20 men all together. However, they're the best - in the early days of CornixPes they were very well respected. Remember this is just one building so you can't have too many men. A couple of squads from everyone will do I hope.

A few more people needed, then we'll get down to RP'ing it out.

OOC: 1 squad=5 men.

IC: "Right guys, lets go underground!" sargent major Biggleston ordered, climbing into a 'mole.' The mole was a small digging device that the ASS used for underground operations. It swung downwards, tearing through rock on it's way to basement of the building.

I can send in 30 members of the president's body guard division. They are elite soldiers and can win in any situation. But are the hostages white? And what group is doing the hostage taking?

Creswell put down his radio and turned to Ameral City's chief of police. "The thieves up in the tower have agreed to postpone the deadline for another 3 hours." Creswell put his hands on his hips and sighed. "After that, they'll kill a hostage every five minutes."
Alice Gorham added, "We told them that its very difficult to gather the kind of ransom they want."
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At that moment, the 25 men of the Elite Battalion touched down. Major Addington rushed the 5 men of Squad E to the "scene of the crime" and reported in.

Brilliant. Ok guys thanks to Kaufmanstad we've got an extra couple of hours. We must use it well. No-one begin the attack until we all agree. If we rush in without a plan we'll be toast and lose a lot of hostages.

Mississipi: I would presume the majority of the hostages are white, as CornixPes is white culture based. The Terrorist organisation would also be mainly white, as they originated from CornixPes. They are known as the "New Age Terrorists".

The two Apaches settled down onto the concrete. everal Hundred metres away was the Mansion, there appeared to be no movement as all of the curtains were closed. The two squads unloaded themselves and met up with the ground team along with the other squads and Aust's Mole.

Ok, we'll take the time we have now to try to come up with a plan - it'll give people who want to join more time.

I suggest we use Aust's Mole to our advantage... DON'T GO IN YET AUST! Now we will probably need a diversion because the Mole will create a lot of sound. We also have the worry of the Mole breaking the foundation of the Mansion. I have 4 very well trained snipers with me, if anyone else has any they may come in useful - we could position the with view of the windows.

If we rush in we may kill hostages, so we need to be covert. Any suggestions so we can form a plan?

*Runs out of tunnel.*

Yes we will need a diversion, I suggest that we move in some tanks to surround the place or have someone with a megaphone talking to them.

I will send 10 of my best Peace talkers to try and settle the situation.

Okay. 8 Mi-24 helicopters took off from bases in (occ- where the hell are you located) Well if you're in the North America, they're taking off from Mississippi or Tennessee, if you're in Europe or Africa, they're taking off from Libya or Mississippian Egypt.

The helicopters each had 6 soldiers from the Charlie Company of the Republican Guard Special Forces Division (I decided to use special forces rather than the Premier's Guards). The 48 elite soldiers were part of the special operation hostage rescue task force.

They would arrive in wherever the hell CornixPes II is located in about 1 hour.

Good idea Aust. We'll add that to the plan when everyone suggests something.

Thanks Magicka and Mississipi, once you arrive we'll do some talking and planning.

Feel free to talk amongst yourselves, I have to go for a few hours maybe - so we'll plan properly when I get back.

Two Raider helicopters landed in a field a distance away from the mansion. Their escort of Bolt combat copters remained circiling. Master Sargent Adam Brown walked out of a Raider helicopter, and to the leader of ops from Cornix Pes, "Sir, I have 20 men with me. They are all armed with fairly heavy weapons. They are in two squads, with five teams to a squad (one squad=10 men, one team=two men). We also have an escort of bolt's that are creating a fair amount of noise right now if it is sufficient a diversion. But I will need to get some refueling choppers over here," he said. Brown walked to the choppers and brought his men out, who formed four rows of five.

Brown addressed the men, "You were chosen as the elite of the SpecOps forces. You are the most highly trained. This is a hostage rescue. Extreme caution must be excercised. Can I get a 'hoo hah, Sergent'?!"

"Hoo Hah, Sergent!" they yelled in unison

"Good. Now, we have three hours to form a plan before going in. You will all be awaiting my orders. If you are ordered by anyone, they will state they have clearance by me to order you. If they do not state it, do not listen. Give me a 'hoo hah, Sergent!'"

"Hoo hah, Sergent!"

"Good. Remeber, there are 200 lives at stake. That is five hostages for each of you. If you are in a situation in which you have their life or death in your hands, you will choose their life, or you will be punished...severely...if you get out of it alive. Give me a 'hoo hah, Sergent!'"

"HOO HAH, SERGENT!"

"Good. Now, teams," he started pointing to people and pairing them up together until all twenty had a partner. He then went back to the Op Head, "My men are teamed up and ready to go. Now we need to make the plan."

OOC: Yay! An inspirational speech from San!

IC...

Captain Naral lined the two SpecOps teams up and briefed them on the situation. All of them had battle experience, many had fought against these terrorists before. The CornixPes chief negotiator jogged over to him.
"Sir, we have a slight problem..." The man panted.
"What is it?" Naral asked.
"Sir, I think one of the hostages resisted... he was decapitated and hung from the window..."

Naral looked over the the mansion. Sure enough out of a top floor window a headless bloody man was swinging in the breeze. He cringed.
"We need a plan immediately..." He sighed.

Ok people!

So this is what we have so far...

Aust has the Mole, he's going to use to it tunnel under the mansion and come up from the basement. It's going to be noisy, so I'm bringing in 8 Challenger II Main battle tanks. These will flank the mansion and distract attention. I think in the meantime Kaufmanstad's negotiators will assure the terrorists that the tanks are only a precaution (they are better than my negotiators). We'll then get some snipers in nearby trees with view points of the windows and doors, in case and funny stuff is tried. Now I think we'll have another flank, some teams will go from the basement, some from the back door and some from the front. We should quickly neutralise the threat and evacuate the hostages.

Any suggestions or questions?

Okay, the guys are ready to go where in positian.

Ok, thanks for the confirmation Aust. We just need everyone to check in now...

The terrorists say that they'll give up one of the hostages for 25 bottles of water. I suggest we give them CM's water so that they will be open to the suggestion of giving up.

The helicopters slowly hover over the scene, taking in all there is to be seen. Then as quickly as a hawk dives on its prey, they descend down and the soldiers jump out as it hovers inches above the ground. The troops all run to take up positions surrounding the building the terrorists are in.


The leader of the squad suggests that the building be pumped full of the same gas that the Russians used when the Chechens took over that theater in Moscow a while back.

Or perhaps we can just storm the building and kill the terrorists.

Whatever the plan is, we'd like it to be known standard CM hostage situation doctrine is that neutralizing the terrorists is given priority over rescuing hostages.

We brought with us 6 81mm mortars. We suggest that we use VX or Sarin gas and fire it into the building. Then we'll rush in and quickly administer the combopens of atropine-oxime to the hostages. Inevitably as many as 1/4-1/2 will die. But think of those that will live, and also all the terrorists will die. If you like this idea, tell me and I'll RP an elaborate gas attack.

OOC: I hope im not too late, i love counter-terrorism RP's...

"Sir, we have word that the Nation of CornixPes II is in a crisis! They requested assistance!" stated the Imperial Advisor.
"When did they request it?" replied the emperor.
"Uh... a few hours ago..."
"HANG HIM!", cried the Emperor to hisdeath squad.
"Nooooooooo..."
"Well, send word to CornixPes that we can send in a squad of our Crack Anti-Terrorist forces, which have been vitally Effective in the 3 Jihads against The Lightning Star."
"Um sir, they requested the assitance a while ago, and i think they already have enough support..."
"Well if they dont need it, they can just put them on standby in case the threat is elevated."

As much as the gas attack sounds good, there are valuable politicians in there who we can't afford to lose. I'm afriad we'll have to say no to the gas. However, mortars are good. Set them up around the perimeter and they shall be used if something goes wrong.

Thanks to Magicka for the negotiation, do the exchange.

Ok, our priority this time will have to be the hostages, I can't afford to lose many MPs. But second of course is kill the terrorists.

There was a sudden rumble as 8 Challenger IIs rolled up the hill and towards the mansion. They surrounded it slowly and the turrets swung around to the desired direction.

Ok Aust, dig now!

My teams will take the front door and storm that way. I want San Texario to come with me as we have worked together before. Aust's teams will go up from the basement and CM and Kaufmanstad will attack from the back door. On Aust's word over the radio we will attack and my snipers will gather their positions. If there's anyone I have missed they should go with Aust from the basement (Not sure whether Magicka said he would bring troops).

Ok everyone! Let's do this!

(OOC: If anyone else wants to join you still can.)

Hey, The Lightening Star, you can attack with Aust from the basement. The Mole is going to dig a tunnel, you should go with it. Remember everyone, on Aust's word...

Just for anyone who goes straight to the third page...

As much as the gas attack sounds good, there are valuable politicians in there who we can't afford to lose. I'm afriad we'll have to say no to the gas. However, mortars are good. Set them up around the perimeter and they shall be used if something goes wrong.

Thanks to Magicka for the negotiation, do the exchange.

Ok, our priority this time will have to be the hostages, I can't afford to lose many MPs. But second of course is kill the terrorists.

There was a sudden rumble as 8 Challenger IIs rolled up the hill and towards the mansion. They surrounded it slowly and the turrets swung around to the desired direction.

Ok Aust, dig now!

My teams will take the front door and storm that way. I want San Texario to come with me as we have worked together before. Aust's teams will go up from the basement and CM and Kaufmanstad will attack from the back door. On Aust's word over the radio we will attack and my snipers will gather their positions. If there's anyone I have missed they should go with Aust from the basement (Not sure whether Magicka said he would bring troops).

Ok everyone! Let's do this!

(OOC: If anyone else wants to join you still can.)

"Right guys, where good to go."
The male began to dig.

"OK, we have our orders. I want you all to go in quckly and quietly. Silencers on your weapons, and set to tactical. Hostages first then terrorists. You are in your teams. You are to operate in groups of two teams. Gimme a 'Hoo Hah, Sergent!'"

"HOO HAH, SERGENT!"

OOC: Maybe we should send water that fills them with self doubt as to whether they're in the right mansion.

"All right, squad!", said the Ieutenant in his gruff voice," We're moving in with the soldiers form Aust! get your weapons and follow me! For the Emperor!"
"For the Emperor!" his men cried(softly, as not to tip of their attack to any spies) as they went down the tunnel.

"This is taking too long, the San Texarians have already entered the building, and we're getting no where!" Whined one of the more inexperienced of the squad.
"Silence, Watson!", snapped the Lieutenant "Patience is a virtue, i hope the Terrorists wont be bogged down from fighting the San Texarians and the others, because then they will most likely kill the hostages, but im not going to compromise the mission because of impatience!"
"Yessir!", said the man.

No-one has entered yet, as Aust has not given the word. Be patient my friend.

Nope, my men are still waiting outside looking over the mansion blueprints.

OOC: I know they havent entered the building, but since they have been down in a dark tunnel for a while and they lost track of tiem they assumed they had entered. Plus they're underground, so i assume that there is no radio contact.

"This is Major Addington of the Kaufmanstad Marines, I have two Squads, ready to go on Aust's mark!"
Timothy Hausman nodded. Suddenly, the radio crackled to life.
"What the hell is going on? If those tanks don't leave immediately, we'll kill every hostage!" A terrorist.
Hausman cooly picked up the radio. "The tanks are for everyone's safety. They are here to keep the general public out, and to take care of the hostages."
"Fine! Damn it! Where's our money?"
"Calm down, we will have it in an hour, like we agreed. Are you and your men hungry?"

"OK, I have an idea. How about we give them a portion of the money, so they release a portion of the hostages? I.e. 25% of it and they release 50 hostages, and so on and so forth,"

"GO! GO! GO!", the Aust forces surficed in the basement. "To all units, where in." A suprised terrorist turned round and saw the Austians, he reached for his radio but one of the ASS shot him before he had chance.

i can send 50 of the People's Paramilitary Air Corps and 4 Uh-60 blackhawks to transport them and any other persons

damn................................................................................bit late arn't I

damn................................................................................bit late arn't I

There's a hatch on the roof, Kroblexskij, we need someone to cover it. Your help will be appreciated if you can get here in time.

Ok guys, let's MOVE!

The radio cracked with hoarse orders and the two teams sprung into life. The four snipers scattered and charged towards the trees that stood randomly around the lush gardens. A inquisitive terrorist drew back the curtains for a second too long and a bullet exploded from the back of his head. Captain Naral gestured for this explosive expert to run forward towards the front door of the mansion. Plastic explosives were attatched to the hinges and set alight, a bright flash followed by a sudden crack blew the door several metres backwards. A terrorist was blown to the floor wish a shocked expression on his face, before he could get up he was lying in his own blood.

Bravo team went first, charging through the hallway, followed by Alpha.

Major Addington and the men of Squads E and C ran toward the mansions back door. A hapless terrorist glancing out the window was on the recieving end of a bullet.
Two cans of tear gas were thrown through windows on the 2nd floor, putting the terrorists in a blind panic.
Three marines burst open the back door.
"We're in!"
"Get down on the ground and put down your weapons!" shouted Addington.

The captain leading the ASS, waved silently, and the ASS moved forward, in pairs as they had been trained, "2 and 4 pair, cover the doors, the rest of you up the staircase with me. 6 pair, you lead the way." he spoke into his throat activated mike. "Sir." His men responded beginning to make there way up the stairs.
There where four men guarding the hostages, too easy."Right guys, the hostages are in the next room I want smake grenades."
"Sir." The greanades where thrown and the ASS switched to thermal visors, they fired quickly at any person foolish enough to carry a gun, dropping them with sialent darts, that would not kill but would send the victim into a deep sleep.
They cleared the room and began to guard the doors.

OOC: How many terrorists are in the building

(OOC: We originally said close to 150-200.)

Bravo team dispatched and began to chase up the staircase, leaving Alpha team the ground floor. Captain Naral turned left and kicked down a door, revealing a small room packed full of terrorists and weapons. He leapt back in surprise just before a hail of bullets flew through the doorway, tearing up the wooden doorframe. The black clad terrorists began to dive from the entrance, all wanted a SpecOps head to take home with them.
"Not today... cover your eyes!" Naral roared and tossed a flash bang in front of him. The bright light was resonded by several screams - and then, each with a brutal expression on their faces, the team let loose on the scrambling men. Blood splattered up the walls and the shrieks echoed around the hallway.

Naral dived into the room to meet even more terrorists. His gun blazed as he sprayed ammunition across the walls and floor, exploding skulls and tearing flesh. There was a familiar cry as a bullet slammed in the explosive expert's neck, slashing his jugular and emptying rich blood across his team mates.
"Man down!"

The teams of men went in quickly after the Cornix men. One squad rushed up the stairs to support Bravo team. They waited outside the room to go in. "Sir!" said the squad leader, "We can throw some grenades in there if you want and all your men are clear."

The other squad went through the first floor of the mansion saving as many hostages as possible and taking out terrorists using knockout grenades.

(OOC: We originally said close to 150-200.)

Bravo team dispatched and began to chase up the staircase, leaving Alpha team the ground floor. Captain Naral turned left and kicked down a door, revealing a small room packed full of terrorists and weapons. He leapt back in surprise just before a hail of bullets flew through the doorway, tearing up the wooden doorframe. The black clad terrorists began to dive from the entrance, all wanted a SpecOps head to take home with them.
"Not today... cover your eyes!" Naral roared and tossed a flash bang in front of him. The bright light was resonded by several screams - and then, each with a brutal expression on their faces, the team let loose on the scrambling men. Blood splattered up the walls and the shrieks echoed around the hallway.

Naral dived into the room to meet even more terrorists. His gun blazed as he sprayed ammunition across the walls and floor, exploding skulls and tearing flesh. There was a familiar cry as a bullet slammed in the explosive expert's neck, slashing his jugular and emptying rich blood across his team mates.
"Man down!"
The Terrorists attacked agin, in strengh at the only door, two pairs where directing the hostages down the moles tunnel. 3 Austians went down under the bullets, as soon as the hostages where out, the captain ordered his troops back, in skermish order behind a cover of smoke. A Austian went down, a bullet in his knee. "Keep going," The captain died and ran forward to the Austian. "I won't leave you," He cried, "Make your way back, I'll hold them off." Drawing his long battle sword he charged.
The sword was a large clumsy weapon, and the captain was one of the few men who where strong enough to use it effectivly, his first blow smasheddown on a mans skull with the flat smashing it.

The first squad of men opened fire at the terrorists, taking out as many as possible. One of the teams tossed a grenade into the crowd of them taking a few out.

OOC: This is getting good now!

Captain Naral dived back into the room for one last burst, taking down 4 terrorists with a random spray of bullets.
"Cleared! Move on!" He roared. The Alpha team chraged back out into the hallway, covering each other as they went. The bathroom door burst open and a single terrorist leapt out. For a split second the combat specialist of the team realised the man was unarmed, but slammed his knife into his forehead anyway. Naral directed his team into the next room while he scouted the bathroom. The men kicked the door down to see a row of hostages all lined up against the wall, and a fireing squad standing in front of them.
"This your last measure then?" One soldier said before blasting a terrorist's skull open with a shotgun. The fireing squad spun around and began shooting while Alpha team ducked down behind the overturned tables. There was a scream as a bullet hit the combat expert in the chest - he died within seconds.

While Captain Naral and his men were behind the table, Major Addington and his Kaufmanstaders burst through the back door of the room, killing two terrorists, and forcing one to surrender.
"Need any help?" said Addington playfully.

My men will secure the perimeter outside and make certain that nobody gets in or out that shouldn't be doing so.

The Austians where just guarding the tunnel entrance now, only 2 pairs. They scanned the smoke filled room looking for targets.

Meanwhile the Captain kept up his one man battle, like a giant god of death he cut and sliced down, bellowing his battle cry, "AUSSSST!" he gave no quater, and expected none. A man lunged with a bayonet, with expert ease he slid past it and stabbed. The balade ripped into the mans cheast. The captain twisted it and withdrew the point.

He turned looking for another target, there where none close the terrorists ran past avoiding him, he charged the doorway, hoping to do some damage. A young terrorist looked up at him, suprised, expecting to find no enermy in that room. His finger pressed down on the trigger, hoping to send the bullet into the captains stomoch. The trigger fell on a empty firing chamber, in panic he had forgotten to load it.

The sword swept down, and came up out of the mans neck. He fell to the floor gasping, blood poring out like something on a video game.

The captain was already gone before he died, a beast to his own rage. A human turned into a animal. Blood Rage, was a Austian gentic problem and he had fallen foul of it. He would keep fighting no matter what wounds he sustaned until someone shot a vital bit away, like his head.

But still he ran on, oblivius to the pain that should be coursing through his systerm. He saw more men to the left and charged, bloodying his blade again and again until they where all dead. Up another flight of satairs, more helpless victims, a bullet in the thigh, no matter he still forght on. Though he was limping. He reached a hallway, a few terrorists where fleeing, he cut them down. He saw more men, the CornixPes soildiers. He didn't see them as allys, just enermys. He charged.

"Stop firing, he's on our side," the leader of the CornixPes troops said. The captain did not here him, he saw only a target. He swept down with the sword again, beheading the man. He kept on going tepping over the firings squads bodys and attacking a stunned Alpha squad.

They could not understand it, a man on there side attacking them! A few raised there weapons, to late, the capytain thundered into them and slashed, a man fell, he cut again. Another man down. The last Alpha squadron man raised hios gun and fired at the man bearing down on him, the spray of bullets caught the captain in the cheast. A spray that would have killed a gorilla. The Captain was thrown down, his vision weakening, he tried to rise and crawled forward, his heart slowing, his lungs punchered. He should have been dead.

He began to see red at the sides of his vision. His mind was shutting down. Sheer willpower kept him going he wanted to kill one last person once more, his enermy. He drooped the sword, marvelling at how heavy it had become and drew his combat knife, that two was heavyer than he rembered. he started towards the Alpha team member again who was franticly reloading. he stabbed with the knife as the man fired. The knife caught the man in the throat at the same time the bullets hit the captain in the cheast. Both men died.

The Kaufmanstaders, who had just entered the room, stared in stunned silence at what had just happened.
Major Addington took control of the situation. "See if you can't revive that man, the one just stabbed! Squad C! Stay here and make sure no more Austians enter any more fighting. They obviously can't be trusted!"
The Major reloaded.
"Squad E, let's move on!"

OOC: Can we say you killed Bravo team, cos I'm kinda fond of Captain Naral and Alpha team.

Nodding to Addington, Alpha team leapt from the room and charged along the hallway. Naral flipped his radio to his mouth.
"Bravo team come in, over!" He cried over the gunshots. There were screams coming from the radio, and fuzzy gurgles. Then he heard: "It's one of Aust's". Naral expected the worst and turned the corner quickly, gunning down another couple of terrorists.
"We haven't got long men!" Naral said as he ran, "We need these hostages out very soon!"
"Sir..." One soldier said as he stopped abruptly. Naral turned his head and saw dead Cornixian soldiers all over the floor. With his hand still fused to the knife a dead Austian soldier was lying along side the deceased. Naral saw the Bravo team leader and slumped to his knees.
"No... NO! Damn you Aust!" He cried, sending bullets into the ceiling. He was a hardened man, but tears were streaming down his cheeks. They were his friends as well as allies.
"Kill every Austian soldier you see, maul their bodies - let them know who CornixPes are..." Naral said quietly and stood.

"Let's get those hostages first, Naral." said Addington. The Major felt Naral's orders over the line, but then again, half his team hadn't been killed.
"I'll leave Squad C here to cover any Austs that come in. Those that resist will be shot on sight."
Alpha Team and Squad E went on to the next room.

The hostages where clear, the Austians advance, hitting the few terrorist they could see with there darts. everywhere they went they saw signs of there captains maddness. "Looks like he got blood rage." One trooper remarked,
"Yes," The sargent major replied, "Looks like it, I just hope he died before he met any allies, otherwise it will be hell to pay."

"What I don't understand, is why we just don't tell everyone about blood rage?" Another trooper replied,

"Do you think anyone would trust our troops if we did?"

"Good point." They shot down another terrorist and then saw Alpha team, they where stood arpound the bodys of Bravo team. And a perticually large body and a sword. "Shit!" The Sargent said, "Looks like the captain met some of our freinds." A Alpha team member turned and pointed, the sargent waved. "Whats gone on?" he called. In return he was hit by a hail of bullets. The Austians dropped and returned fire, taking cover in doors and gateways, working like the highly oiled machine they where.

They fired, there darts with deadly percision. But they only had 7 men...

Wo0t! 100th post!

I can't RP at the moment, I have no time. Expect it in a few hours.

Captain Naral released all the anger he had and tore the tables apart with rounds upon rounds of bullets. The Alpha team took a look at their friends laying in their own steaming blood and returned fire with equal agression. The darts were flying at them, one man was struck in the neck, dropping to the floor. The team split, ducking and diving. Nearby terrorists couldn't believe their eyes as they watched former allies tear each other apart. There were screams as the few Austains left took heavy fire - an oiled machine maybe, but not effective when there's parts missing.
"Cease fire!" Naral roared as looked over the few Austians left.

The second sqaud moved in to guard Alpha Squad, but did not open fire upon the Austians. The squad leader, Raymond Pike, directed them to open fire upon any terrorists. A few came in were surprised, but the SpecOps men, behind walls so they were out of view and fire of the Austians, opened fire with a hail of bullets at a few terrorists.

Die Aust, mwa ha ha!

Captain Naral released all the anger he had and tore the tables apart with rounds upon rounds of bullets. The Alpha team took a look at their friends laying in their own steaming blood and returned fire with equal agression. The darts were flying at them, one man was struck in the neck, dropping to the floor. The team split, ducking and diving. Nearby terrorists couldn't believe their eyes as they watched former allies tear each other apart. There were screams as the few Austains left took heavy fire - an oiled machine maybe, but not effective when there's parts missing.
"Cease fire!" Naral roared as looked over the few Austians left.
Private Daniel Simpson, walked down the corrodor holding a white flag. He reached alpha squad, noting the bodys on the floor.
"What the f**king hell are you doing?" He asked.
"You killed Bravo team." Replied the Alpha team leader. The private looked at the devistation. "Blood rage." He said, "It's a gentic desise Austians have, it makes us, unpredicatatable, so we don't tell anyone, come. I'll tell you about it."

Bump

Naral lowered his weapon, and gestured for the rest of the squad to back away.
"Ok. I understand," He sighed and aproached the Austian soldier.

Naral lowered his weapon, and gestured for the rest of the squad to back away.
"Ok. I understand," He sighed and aproached the Austian soldier.
"First," the privet said, "Your men will be fine, they'll wake up in a couple of hours, they'll have a headache but other than that. Second, I'll tell you about blood rage. As I said it is genetic, and it not only gives a suffer incredible strengh and resiliance to wounds but it also makes the sufferer unable to see any sence, he will not reconise freind from enermy. He will just kill. And it can strike at any time, that the sufferer sees blood.

Naral couldn't take into account what the private was saying now, they were in a war situation and had to act quickly before more hostages died.
"Let's move it on, boys!"

That is kinda harsh to blame all communist countrie for the espionage. How do you even know they were communist?Even democratic countries have intelligence agenicies and spies.

The CM operators are sitting around behind their barricades and are drinking brandy, vodka, and cognac.

All of the sudden, the glass above the hostages shatters, followed by numerous explosions filling the entire building with smoke. After the smoke clears, teams of DK Special Forces drop in, killing the unconcious terrorists.

All of the sudden, the glass above the hostages shatters, followed by numerous explosions filling the entire building with smoke. After the smoke clears, teams of DK Special Forces drop in, killing the unconcious terrorists.


So sad, but you waited until the smoke cleared, thus they were able to get you.

They had gas masks on so they were not rendered unconscious from the gas.

The terrorists fired back and cut your men to pieces. The badly mauled teams quickly retreated from the building.

The terrorists called out, "Try that again and we kill everybody."

Only the people who are allowed to post in this RP, will do. We will ignore those posts.

I know it's late in the day, but we could offer assistance. If you're interested, TG me. I have a plan. It may even be cunning.

"I'd love to help you guys, but you've just about killed most of my squad, so we'll be leaving. I'll talk to you later."
The remaining Austians left the building.

OOC: Sorry for not posting for the last 6 days! Lets just pretend that my soldiers got hit in the head by rocks falling off of the tunnel. :)

"SIr! The fightings already starting!" Said one of his sub-ordinates as he awoke..
"what happend..." He said sleepishly...
"We were hit on the head by falling rocks sir, they knocked us out!"
"WHat?!?!? We've been knocked out for the entirety of the batlle so far!?!?!?"
"Yessir!"
"Then what are we waiting for!? Lets go!"

The Lightningstarian Anti-terrorist squad didnt know where to go, so they looked for another soldier, prefferably and officer, to tell them what happend. After a CornixPes officer told them where to go, the men went there. They saw a bunch of terrorist shooting at some soldiers. " Open fire men! Remember! No remorse, these people kill inoocents for a living!"
"Yessir!" They shouted as they fired at the terrorists.

Bullets flew past them as they started shooting. They had taken a few of em down but they kept coming. After one of the men threw in a flashbang, the Men came in and took the survivors captive and sent them back with the whiny soldier. AS the men continued to look for terrorists, they came upon a room with maybe 40 terrorists in it. "!@##" Said the commander as a hail of bullets flew past them. "FAll back!" He whispered. As his men retreated, one of his men fell, leaving the men to go back in their to bring his body back, causing one of the men to recieve a shot to the hand.

OOC: Where's a RAINBOW team when you need em?

IC: Binthor can still send some of its Ithraxian Tactical Anti-Terrorist Special Operations operatives. We will be able to send in 4 teams of 8 for such a large group of terrorists, and since the terrorists already know you're there, they will probably start slaughtering the hostages as fast as possible, so we need to take down the building quickly. If you let my men go, I suggest 2 of my teams insert on the roof and the other 2 come in through different doors.

Ok then. Let's revive this. Now Aust's gone we need all the help we can get. All those who applied to join now can do, just make sure you know what stage the battle is in.

Basically here we are: We successfully entered the building and cleared a few of the lower rooms and the upstair ones. The place is full of terrorists, and we kind of got side tracked because Aust started killing my squad. The hostages still haven't been found and freed.

We will send the 12th Spetznaz Battalion, known as the Skull Battalion, to aid CornixPesII.

Thank you very much. I'll get down to RP'ing soon. Please remember I don't want excessive troops.

1 Platoon is 33 men, which will be more than enough, we hope. They have brought with them certain incapacitating gases in case they are needed.

OOC: Sorry, wrong unit size in the first post.

Do we know what room the terrorists and hostages are in? Or are they spread out?

The terrorists are spread out, because we've seen them al through out the building. Since we've encountered a large amount of terrorists in one room, we hink that one or 2 of the hostages may be in there, we arent going to go in until the situation with allies is done with. Or until CP gives the O.K.

I've freed a few and there is a hole in the basement you can get through.

over view plz

I posted an overview a few posts above. We'll get this show on the road soon.

Anarchy 92 is sending 500 men but are asking you to supply them with weapons.

Ok people. I'm off on holiday/vacation for two weeks. This RP can continue without me if you want. Listen to the people who have been here the longest and play fair. I've given San Texario permission to control, he may do or may not. See you soon.

OOC: Oh no! CP is going on vacation? *CP leaves the thread and drives away* Whos got the booze?!?!?

The Lightning Starian Anti-terrorist Squad

The fight had been going on for more than an hour. The LT guessed that there were maybe, 25 terrorist left in the room. He had confirmed that a hostage was in the room. He was a bit on the overweight side, and he had a buisiness suit. That ment that he was probably rich and that the terrorists would use him as a bargaining chip if things got to hairy. After thinking over the options, the LT. decided the best thing to do was to throw in a flashbang, shoot the terrorists, then free the hostage and run. After he old the men his plan, he gave the signal.

As the men ran into the room, they shot all of the terrorists, as they grabbed the hostage, the bombs expert realised something,here was a bomb on the back of the guys head. "Watch out!" he screamed, but it was too late, the man exploded, taking with it 5 outta te 7 remaining squad-mates.