NationStates Jolt Archive

OCC: This is a story (open) about the men of Gremlin Corps, an elite unit in the Legionaire Military. It takes place in Uga, the capital of Whitestripe (I have the owner's permission to use the nation. It's my brothers), while it is being retaken. The current setting is in the goverment's headquarters/President's house. Carefree to join but let me know before doing so.

ICC: Commander Barrak Stockholm looked out at the city of Uga from what used to be the the President of Whitestripe's office. Stockholm watched as dead and wounded soldiers were being unloaded from APC's and Bradley Fighting vichiles. He watched the medical staff scurry about in the courtyard checking on each soldier that was unloaded. Early reports indicated that 150 men had been killed in action with another 300 wounded. Despite the "high" casulty rating, Stockholm couldn't help but feel proud of gremlin corps and the men of the regular army. The tanks had set up a perimiter around the building and Stockholm watched engineers set up bunkers that overlooked the courtyard.
Stockholm walked away from the window and sat behind the President's desk. He put his boots up on the desk and lit a cigar. As he puffed away he thought about the events that had lead to this moment. He thought about the initial assault, about zip lining from a helicopter in the middle of night as AA batteries tore up the night skies and explosions went off all around the city. Most of the citizens had fled but a few remained. His unit had dropped in first and in the mid afternoon the next day it linked up with the regular army near the industrial district and pressed northward. He thought about being pinned down in Barnam Square where there was little cover and most of the casulties had occured. He took his boots off the desk and walked into the hallway. Command Seargent Davis walked up to him and slauted.

"Sir. this is the information we recieved from the Viao soldiers (Viao is the name of the country that invaded Uga)." Davis then handed Stockholm a small binder.

Stockholm took the binder and flipped through it. None of the prisoners knew where Whitestripe's President, President Cobb or any of the other goverment officials were. The prisoners also refused to answer where the rest of the Viao forces were. Stockholm handed the binder back to Davis. The two walked down the hallway. As they walked, Stockholm shouldered his rifle.

"John, how long have we fought together?"

"This is our 4th conflict, so 5, 6 years mabye"

"Out of all those years how many of them have you spent as Comamnd Seargent?"

"4 sir"

Stockholm stopped. He reached into a pouch on his pants and produced a small box.

"Command has seen fit to grant you a officer's commission as a Lieutenant."

Stockholm opened the box and began pinning a silver bar on each shoulder of the man's jacket. He stopped and the two saluted.

"Congratulations Lieutenant."

"Thank you sir."

"No problem."

"I'm seirous, it's an honor sir."

"As an officer you don't have to address me as sir anymore. Atleast not infront of other officers or in battle. But obviously in front of Generals, the enlisted soldiers and in public, yada yada."

The two continued walking.

"So who else gets a promotion."

"Out of our unit? Well you're the only commission. There are a few enlisted soldiers and a few officers getting one but I don't have the list."

There was a loud explosion. The two officers raced in its direction.

Commander Stockholm and Lieutenant Davis rushed out of the building. Gunfire was going off all around them adn they sought cover beind a small wall. No sooner had they cleared the front of the buildign had an explosive hit a colum where they had just been standing. More men rushed out of the building. The explosion had killed atleast two of the 5 men lying on the ground. Stockholm peeked over the wall. Machine guns were firign into the compound. There were a few explosions. Stockholm quickly runed out RPG as the source of the explosion. The Legionaie tanks were firing into builings and the mortar/artillery and sniper units on the presidential rooftop were firing into what seemed to be the source of the explosion. The compound rocked as a Legionaire tank blew up killing 3 soldiers who were couched near it

"Comm officer" Stockholm shouted over the dinn. A soldier crawled up to the two officers

"Sir comm officer Lucas reporting"

Stockholm grabbed the radio

"Angel 1 Angel 1 this is beach party am under heavy fire. Neeed imediate air support. Coridnates 63'45'10 N, 87,20,89 W"

"Rodger that shore party. Angel 1 is en route"

There was a sudden roar as two A-4 Spitfires flew over the compound and launched two missiles into the building infront of them. Stockholm watched a whole section of the building fly off. The legionaire force stopped shooting and so had the building. Stockholm rolled onto his side and exhaled. He stood up carefully and looked at the compound. Off to one side three viechiles were on fire. A few men lay scattered in various places. Medical staff rushed to the fallen soldiers. Some attended the soldiers, some just moved on leaving the dead soldiers where they lay. Stockholm did a quick count of the men lying accross the compound. He counted around 10 dead and 20 wounded. Stockholm walked further into the compound and helped where he could.


***Later, inside a MASH set up in the compound***

Stockholm walked through the hospital visiting and chatting with the wounded. A doctor in combat fatigues and a white lab coat walked up to him. She had blonde hair and pale grene eyes. A gauze mask rested around her neck and a colt .45 resuted in a holster."

'Well Dr. how many letters will there be?"

"Since the invasion and counting this afternoon's ambush, I'd say 170 dead and 320 wounded."

"170 dead? We lost 150 men in the assault and I counted 10 dead this afternoon."

Dr. Bunsen moved in "We lost 10 in the OR"

"Oh"

"Most of the wounds are mild to seirous. If you'll follow me I can give you a full report."

Stockholm followed the doctor into a private room

"Most of the wounds are shrapnel some are bullets ect. Most of the wounds are located in the lower abdomen near the hips, legs, and kidneys. Only 2 amputees and 1 paralisis so far"

"What about self-inflicted"

"Well, we're all shelled Barrak, theres no way around it. But currently there are 10 cases of it"

"Alright. have Dr. Kim take a look at them."

"Barrak, come here a second."

"What?"

Dr. Bunsen walked over to Barrak and looked at his shoulder. Teh shoulder was damp. Dr. Bunsen ran her finger across the top adn looked at her blood covered finger.

"Take your shirt off."

'What for?"

"Your shoulder is bleeding"

Stockholm took off his coat and sat on the confrnece table that occupied the room. A line ran accross the top of Barrak's right shoulder and extended to his arm. Dr. Bunsen stared at it. She looked at Stockholm's coat and noticed that the top of it was torn. She connected the fragments adn noted that the coat was otherwise intact.

'Well whats the story then doctor?"

"At anypoint durring the offensive or the ambush did you experience any pain in your upper body?"

"Just once. During the attack at Barnum Square I felt something graze my shoulder."

"I think that you might have gotten scraped by a bullet. The bullet grazed your shoulder and richoched of of something."

Stockholm adn Bunsen looke dinto eachother's eyes. They moved in. They were interupted by Stockholm's radio.

'Commander Stockholm sir, this is phalanax 1, we found something you should look at."

Stockholm walked over to his radio.

"Say again phalanax 1"

'Sir, we found somethingyou need to take a look at now"

Stockholm sighed "Rodger that Phalanax. Am on route. Upload the coridnates."

Stockholm's jeep came to a sudden halt outside of a large, yet beautiful building. Stockholm grabbed his gun and jumped out of the jeep, flanked by his two NCO's. The three of them walked up the marble steps adn past a wall of collums and into the main hall. Stockholm and his two NCO's stood in the doorframe and looked around. The floors were made of marble adn expensive lookign paintings lined the walls. Legionaire soldiers were walking around the room. Some were talking to others, some were filing papers some were just walking around, Stockholm's eye was caught by a large object in one of the corners.

"Officer on deck" one of the men shouted adn the entire room stoped what they were doing. The entire room snapped to attention. Stockholm adn his two NCO's walked into the hall.

"Who is in command here"

"I am sir" a largely buit man walked forward and saluted Stockhom

"Captain Osaka reporting sir"

Stockholm returned the salute

"What's going on here Captain"

"If you'll follow me Commander I can show you"

The two officers walked towards a door and walked through it.

"My unit was clearing building this morning and one of my men found a dungeon. It was holding Whitestripe soldiers and soem of ours as well."

"Were the prisoners lying around? Where there gaurds here?"

"Well, most of the gaurds were killed on sight. Some surrendered. The prisoners are on avertage in poor shape. Alot of dead prisoners. Most of them executed. I counted 10 of our soldiers among the dead. We also found this"

They opened another door and in it was a body lying on a table. The two walked to the table and Osaka took the sheet off revealing Whitestripe President Lucas Cobb.

"Apparently they tortured him first, than killed him"

Osaka walked to another table and pulled off another sheet, revealing Major Vogel. Stockholms face hardened.

"What's intrestign is that this is a fresh wound, only a few hours old. The gaurds must have realized than we were cominf and shot all the officers."

"That's a stupid thing to do. Kill more soldiers when you know theres an army coming."

"Maybe thats why they did it sir."

"How many prisoners did we take?'

"About 25. Most of the soldiers here were fairly young. Soem of em gouldn't haev been more than 18 or 19."

"How many did we kill"

"8 or 9. We killed the high ranking officers"

"Where are the prisoners right now"

"In another room"

"have them marched back to HQ. I'll decide what to do with them then. When they are brought to base. Have them lined upagainst a wall but do not shoot them. That is a direct order Captain. if any are killed. I'm holding you responsible. Are we clear>"

"Yes sir"

Stockholm walked out of the room. He was filled with rage and wanted to kill each and every prisoner. He kept walking and eventually returned to base, planning his revenge.