NationStates Jolt Archive

<OOC: Basically I'm claiming Nessic land for a DSRO territory, and if you want to call it that way - independence Threas is not closed>

Somewhere in the huge green forest, in the island of Loantrey, a group of uniformed and camouflaged troops crawled Northwards silently between the plants.
The group leader, Commander Erik Wilkhoffer, the scout before him, and the other 62 men, were there in the mud for about 5 hours, and they still have much time to crawl before getting to the specific location they wanted.
Most of them carried M-16 assault rifles, stolen from old NZAF warehouses in the southern islands. Some had grenades, and way in the back, few of them carried LAW’s manufactured in the DSRO underground factories.

“Keep it low” Erik whispered to the man behind him. This one passed it to the man behind him, and so on. “As low as you can” He added.

At about 05:48, the scout stopped advancing. The target location was just 1,500 meters in front of the group, but he seemed worried, maybe scared a bit.

“Sir... I think we should stop here” He told Erik with a shivering voice.

“What? Why? What did you see?”

“I don’t... I’m not sure exactly... I’ll go a few meters ahead, and maybe I’ll manage to see something. But I’m sure the place is not empty.”

Erik nodded and pointed to a small rock about 15 meters to their left. “Try not to get yourself killed if so... These last few hours were no fun, you know.”

“Of course, sir.”

The scout crawled a bit faster than before, to that rock, without looking to the sides. First get there... Then look he thought.

He got to the rock pretty fast, and immediately took the binoculars he brought with him. Let’s see where you are... I’m sure you’re somewhere around here... Nessic bastard scum.

He didn’t notice anything special... He saw the view he expected to see: The low green field, 500 meters from him, the target location - An old house - 1,500 meters in the middle of the field, a narrow road passing close to the house, through the field, and the end of the field - where another part of the forest started - about 2,000 meters away. Everything was good and clear.

What the hell...? Where are you, you son of a... I hate this kind of situation.

He didn’t see anything. That was supposed to make him glad, but he wasn’t. He turned left, before getting off the rock... I hate this...

Less than a second later, a sniper’s bullet smashed through his head.

05:55, Command Post # 332, the island of Loantrey.

“Yes sir. Understood sir. Right away sir. Yes. Thank you. Out.”

Corporal Michael Steinberg turned off the radio device and headed out of the command post, to a small tent, where he used another, bigger, radio device.

“This is Corporal Steinberg. Can you hear me?”

The NZAF sniper was finally able to move freely. He had a huge grin on his face for a few minutes, since he realized he had a successful shot. A head shot! He told himself like a winner to a looser. And a hard one!
But he was still a simple NZAF troop, that had to follow rules and missions, and he reminded that to himself as he took the radio device out of his bag pack.
“Yes, I can hear you clearly. Do we have new orders or what?”

“Correct. Return to post and you’ll be briefed. It seems you didn’t kill just a simple scout, they tried something here...”

05:58, near the ‘target location’, the island of Loantrey

Immediately after the successful shot, the tank crew received the ‘Go’. The Nessic troops know that the DSRO always sends scouts, they didn’t know this time it was different.

The Merkava-IV tank crew confirmed the order and started working. Finally, after some hours waiting in this hell hole we can do something!
The tank moved from the back of the old house, to the front, where the road passed, and stopped. The 3-men (usually 4) crew inside the tank contacted Command Post # 332, the closest to the area.

“Requesting more info. Over”

“Yes TTA unfortunately we can’t get you anything right now. Advance forward and help us with the search until the scouts arrive. Over”

“What search? Over”

“It seems you’re not alone there. There are possibly more in the area. Recent intelligence reports show that the DSRO bastards are planning to try and capture locations”

The soldier in the tank couldn’t believe what he heard. “Capture?!” He almost shouted at the officer he was talking to. Why didn’t they inform us before!?

“Just shut up and head forward. End”

Yes! Yes! Yes! They’re not aware! Yes! The men in the group could see the ear-to-ear smile Erik had on his face. They thought he forgot where he is, maybe shocked after the loss of his group’s only scout. But he just advanced...
But the group was still in cover, so they still had to whisper.

“Call John, Eliot, and Ben forward now” Erik said decisively. This must work.

These 3 were the only ones carrying LAW’s in the group. They heard what happened, and what is currently happening, so they knew what was expected of them.
They crawled forward, and it took about 3 minutes to get from the back to the front, if they didn’t want to be seen.

The orders Erik gave them were short and clear.
“MK-IV. One kilometer north-north-west. One minute please.”

And so they did.
They positioned themselves about 10 meters away from the group, not far from that rock, where the scouts body was still lying. His head was about 5 meters to the back, they could see it.

“I’ll be first” Ben announced as he saw the tank getting closer and closer. It was more like 500 meters, not 1,000, and they were still in a place where the tank crew can’t see them. It was important not moving unless they had to.

Ben raised the launcher a bit higher above the bushes. For a few seconds, he felt closer to death than ever, he was terrified, and he almost forgot to actually fire the rocket... But he managed to control himself. He fired the rocket and immediately, like possessed, he crawled quickly to the group.
The other 2 did exactly like him, but they were more experienced in fighting, and could work better under pressure.

Ben’s rocket missed. That was definite. The others, though, made their way to the armored giant...