NationStates Jolt Archive

OOC: Gallway is the south eastern island on my map

IC:

Anthony awoke to the sound of AK-105s blasting. His bunkmate screamed in anguish. He quickly grabbed his K3 from beneath his bunk and got up. A few of the other soldiers in his barracks had already started to barricade the doors. Anthony quickly pulled on some of his armour, the Kevlar and Titiainium would provide at least some protection. His pistols and knife were quickly put in their places as well.

After he pulled on his helmet, camo skins, and boots he checked on his bunkmate. A bullet had ripped into the man's shoulder, and another had lodged itself in the base of his kneck. Anthony swore and dropped quickly for fear of also being hit by a stray bullet.

"What the hell is going on here?!" He yelled to Darron, the Lieutenant that was stationed in the barracks.

"I don't know, bit those 105's definetly aren't ours!" the Lieutenant relpied.

Just then, the round from an RPG-7 rammed into the ground just in front of the barracks wall. Darron made a few handsignals for Anthony and a private Marcus to follow him. In a crouched run he darted into the back room of the building.

"We're gonna make a make a run for the radio building," He whispered to Anthony and Marcus. With that he kicked open the back door and yelled to the men in the other room, "Covering fire!"

The sound of the the K3s returing fire was easy to tell apart from that of the AK-105s. Darron lead the charge out the back door and took cover behind the corner of the barracks. He peaked around the corner and fired at the unknown enemy.

"Go! Go! Go!" He yelled to Marcus and Anthony who quickly ran across the open area between them and the next building they could use for cover. Anthony instantly took up position on the corner and provided covering fire for his CO. Darron got to the building untouched. They looked to their right. 300 meters, that was all that was left for them to cover. All three of them rann across at once, firing thier K3s at their foes. Marcus fell.

"Keep going!" He yelled as he contiued to fire and bullets continued to fly at him.

Anthony and Marcus made it to the building. They quickly got inside and on the radio, "Fort Brennus, under attack, need back-" Another RPG-7 round was fired, this time it hit the antenna array of the radio building.

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OOC: I will be RPing the rebels as well...

Aaron fired off two rounds at the stricken soldier. Both went straight through his skull. The take over was goin well. Most of the tanks had been disabled by an inside man so the RPG-7s were less needed than one would think. The Hillian Dictatorship would pay for it's crimes, and he, Aaron, would make sure of it.

The forced enlisment of so many men and women was a crime and yet the government failed to see it. He had tried to go through diplomatic channels to rid the country of this crime, but all he got from that was seven years in a dark prison cell. When he heard of the rearming of the Hillian Army he used some of his old prison contacts to aquire a large number of the old guns. The Hills would pay for thier crimes with the weapons of their own making.

Most of the Base was under the control of Aaron's forces, a few men in the Barracks and the Radio building were still fighting, but most of their commrads had surrenedered and were now laying dead on the ground.

There, eight men from the barracks were running for the radio building. Men inside both buildings were firing out to protect their fellow soldiers. Aaron got a few shots off, taking down the man in the back. The rest made it. "Damnit," he swore under his breath.

Just then gunfire again erupted from the radio building and another eight men ran to it. Only half of them survived the onslaught of bullets coming from the fifty rebels that Aaron was leading.

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