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Leutnant Hertz rubbed his eyes. He'd barely got a wink of sleep during the flight and his knees ached as though they were being sawn off. Hauptmann Wechsler gave him a kick in the shins,

"Get up, you faggot! We're nearly there!"

The plane shook suddenly as the gliders were unhooked, beginning their descent towards the desert. Hertz dragged himself from the floor and onto a bench. He checked his parachute, making sure it was ready and safe. The ramp at the back of the plane began to lower with a mechanical drone.

Wechsler got to his feet, "1st company!" he yelled, "Let's get moving!"

Hertz and the other paras lurched towards the end of the plane, jumping into the night one by one. Finally Hertz stood on the edge, as though looking into an abyss. Wechsler mumbled something behind him and Hertz felt himself shoved forwards. Hertz had been half-asleep, and the rushing wind was wonderfully refreshing. He fell for another few seconds before pulling the ripcord. His parachute billowed, but became entangled in itself.

"Shit, shit, shit!" whimpered Hertz, before loosing his parachute and pulling open his reseve. After a moment, the parachute settled and he drifted downwards. Hertz steered himself in at an angle, lessening the impact. As he gathered up the chute, Hertz became aware of a quiet whistling sound behind him. He turned, to be confronted by the huge form of a glider. It was no more than twenty meters away, and the pilot was shouting for him to get the hell out of the way. Hertz did a rabbit impression, his feet rooted to the ground. His eyes closed, Hertz felt himself struck by the glider, smashing him from his feet. The pain wasn't as bad as he'd expected. In fact, it was going already. Hertz opened his eyes, and stared up into the face of Unteroffizier Fruehauf.

"Good thing I was here, Herr Hertz"

Hertz was confused, "What? What just happened?"

"You nearly got hit by that glider, Herr Hertz. Damn good thing I was already on the ground, or that would've been it for you!"

"You...saved my life?"

"Well..." sighed Fruehauf, "I suppose you could say that..."

"Thankyou, Fruehauf" said Hertz, recovering himself, "Thankyou dearly"

The voice of Hauptmann Wechsler echoed from the night, "1st company! Prepare for transport!"
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OOC: Numbers and things, standard para deployment with light armour transported by glider.

Key: Battalion (Squadron for armour) Number/Regiment Number+Abbreviation (Commanding Officer)
LI = Light Infantry, GG = Grenadier Guards, IAR = Imperial Armoured Rgmt, SR = Scharfschütze Regiment, PR = Parachute Regiment, MI = Mechanised Infantry.

Forces advancing upon Baltim (Egypt, 1,926 Men, 5-Ton Trucks, 18 Angriffträger Is)
Commander: Oberst Model, 2/15th
1/15th PR (Oberleutnant Brenner, 642 Men, 64 5-Ton Trucks, 18 Angriffträger I Fast Attack Vehicles)
2/15th PR (Oberleutnant Krieger, 642 Men, 64 5-Ton Trucks, 18 Angriffträger I Fast Attack Vehicles)
3/15th PR (Oberleutnant Nachtmann, 642 Men, 64 5-Ton Trucks, 18 Angriffträger I Fast Attack Vehicles)
1/9th MI (Oberleutnant Schwarz, 30 Panzer X IFVs, 30 Panzer VIII APCs)

AREA MAP: http://www.lib.utexas.edu/maps/africa/egypt_pol97.jpg

http://www.geocities.com/Pentagon/Base/1374/etimorm113incommand.jpg

The Panzer X's gun shot a slew of 20mm shells into the building, blasting gaping holes in the walls. Leutnant Hertz crouched beside the machine with his hands over his ears. To his left he could see Unteroffizier Fruehauf, and in front of him Hauptmann Wechsler was addressing the company. The Panzer had stopped firing, so Hertz took his hands from his ears, just in time to catch the last of Wechsler's orders,

"...the building from both sides"

The three platoons began moving towards the shelled building. Hertz managed to catch sight of Fruehauf again and ran after him.
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The para kicked the door from it's hinges, and Fruehauf charged into the room. Hertz heard the distinct two-shot burst of a StG88, then the para called the all-clear.
Hertz and the other seven filed into the room. Apart from a smashed window, the only light in the room was from a foot-wide shell hole in the wall. Slumped in the corner was the body of an Egyptian militiaman, his AK by his side and a pair of gaping holes in his chest. In the middle of the room was another soot-covered body. Hertz knew at once that the man was dead. Living people have more head.
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"Herr Model!" called an aide, "Herr Model!"

Oberst Model looked up from his book, "What is it?"

"Oberleutnant Brenner's compliments, Herr Model, and he has captured the village"

"Good, tell him to give his men some rest, and have Nachtmann conduct a search for weapons. I want every house searched"

"Jawohl, Herr Model"

OOC: There y'go, just captured a small town a bit northeast of Cairo. That's all. Oh, and reinforcements are now on their way from Monaco, seeing as we have a landing area now.

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OOC: Still waiting to see how DA reacts...Should be good!!!

Parthia condemns this attack on an allied nation. As of now, Parthian forces in Egypt are preparing to mobilize. If the government of Decisive Action requires assistance, Parthia will provide assistance.

Parthia condemns this attack on an allied nation. As of now, Parthian forces in Egypt are preparing to mobilize. If the government of Decisive Action requires assistance, Parthia will provide assistance.

The Grand Imperial Republic of Hataria will Help The Parthians and Decisive Action with this War-in-the-Making.

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Pergast are you ready to claim NE Egypt as yours or what? Many have asked about it...

OOC: Not claiming all Egypt, just nabbing a few towns and villages on the med to allow for trade/ports/things. Sorry for not posting for so long, mum whisked me off to see some relatives in Nottingham...