The Burnsian Desert
04-11-2004, 23:28
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"Raging Sands" MLRS Artillery, Special Assignment
40 Miles South of Han's, 0100 Hours
"Un det vaat, TWAIN!" yelled an artillery commander, stationed about forty miles away from the city of Han's. At the sound of the familiar 'plains call', the "Raging Sands" MLRS artillery pieces, on special assignment, opened up their pods and lit up the sky.
Fifty rockets, on a high arc toward the sleeping city, spun off toward their targets, including key ammo dump, barracks, and checkpoint sites. At fifty feet above the air, the napalm in the rockets was lit, sending gooey death upon those unfortunate to be below. The temperatures inside the raging flames were high enough to melt even Colt .45s in ten minutes.
The siege of Han's had begun.
"Raging Sands" MLRS Artillery, Special Assignment
40 Miles South of Han's, 0100 Hours
"Un det vaat, TWAIN!" yelled an artillery commander, stationed about forty miles away from the city of Han's. At the sound of the familiar 'plains call', the "Raging Sands" MLRS artillery pieces, on special assignment, opened up their pods and lit up the sky.
Fifty rockets, on a high arc toward the sleeping city, spun off toward their targets, including key ammo dump, barracks, and checkpoint sites. At fifty feet above the air, the napalm in the rockets was lit, sending gooey death upon those unfortunate to be below. The temperatures inside the raging flames were high enough to melt even Colt .45s in ten minutes.
The siege of Han's had begun.