Osteia
27-07-2007, 15:19
April 28th, 1941..
A lone transport aircraft flew through the air at a height of 3500Ft above ground level, below, was the Nazi/Italian occupied nation of Greece. The Capital of Athens had fell the day before to German forces sent to aid the poor efforts of Italian commanders who were before held off by Greek forces, pushed back into Albania, and became a disgrace to the Axis powers in Europe. Greek and British commonwealth troops tryed their hardest to resist the Nazi war machine but could not stop them from taking over.
England decided to try a different approach to make things difficult for the enemy, disrupt communications, supply lines, eliminate high ranking officials, gather intelligence, all things that would cause much chaos to the enemys organization in the occupied country. An agent was called fourth to go in and rendevous with partisan forces, aid them in their efforts offering his full assistance...this Agent's call sign was "Shy Lion", one of the best commando's/Spys the SAS had to offer, the right man to answear the prayers of the Greeks who needed his help...
Inside the aircraft...
The aircraft rocked briefly due to turbulance, a single dim, red light lit up the compartment in the rear where a man sat looking at the floor in front of him, he sat there silently waiting for the signal...
"Lt. Cross...we are nearing the drop zone! when the pilot sees the signal fires lit below you will jump on the green light! the Partisans have been notifyed that you are on your way"
The man looked up, face blackened with paint...
"Right!"
He stood up, Shy Lion wore a black jump suit, a parachute, a small bag, his Sten gun and a black winter hat on his head...the commando moved to the open door on the side of the aircraft while the other man cheaked the connection on his chute. The wind outside wistled and the roar of the propellers was loud, this jump would be no different than the practice ones, well..besides the fact there were live enemy down there that would be trying to kill him...
The light turned green...
"Good luck and god speed!" said the other man in the plane before Cross jumped into the darkness. What a rush! the feeling of a quick free fall, then the chute jerked Shy lion back, he breathed heaviliy and looked towards the ground where a large X could be seen below...it was made out of fires, that would be the Partisans ready to intercept him. The drift to the ground was slow and peaceful, Cross properly landed in the grassy clearing and had his Parachute drape over his body...
God damn thing...Ughh
He struggled to get it off of him, cursing and swearing pulling at the material...
A lone transport aircraft flew through the air at a height of 3500Ft above ground level, below, was the Nazi/Italian occupied nation of Greece. The Capital of Athens had fell the day before to German forces sent to aid the poor efforts of Italian commanders who were before held off by Greek forces, pushed back into Albania, and became a disgrace to the Axis powers in Europe. Greek and British commonwealth troops tryed their hardest to resist the Nazi war machine but could not stop them from taking over.
England decided to try a different approach to make things difficult for the enemy, disrupt communications, supply lines, eliminate high ranking officials, gather intelligence, all things that would cause much chaos to the enemys organization in the occupied country. An agent was called fourth to go in and rendevous with partisan forces, aid them in their efforts offering his full assistance...this Agent's call sign was "Shy Lion", one of the best commando's/Spys the SAS had to offer, the right man to answear the prayers of the Greeks who needed his help...
Inside the aircraft...
The aircraft rocked briefly due to turbulance, a single dim, red light lit up the compartment in the rear where a man sat looking at the floor in front of him, he sat there silently waiting for the signal...
"Lt. Cross...we are nearing the drop zone! when the pilot sees the signal fires lit below you will jump on the green light! the Partisans have been notifyed that you are on your way"
The man looked up, face blackened with paint...
"Right!"
He stood up, Shy Lion wore a black jump suit, a parachute, a small bag, his Sten gun and a black winter hat on his head...the commando moved to the open door on the side of the aircraft while the other man cheaked the connection on his chute. The wind outside wistled and the roar of the propellers was loud, this jump would be no different than the practice ones, well..besides the fact there were live enemy down there that would be trying to kill him...
The light turned green...
"Good luck and god speed!" said the other man in the plane before Cross jumped into the darkness. What a rush! the feeling of a quick free fall, then the chute jerked Shy lion back, he breathed heaviliy and looked towards the ground where a large X could be seen below...it was made out of fires, that would be the Partisans ready to intercept him. The drift to the ground was slow and peaceful, Cross properly landed in the grassy clearing and had his Parachute drape over his body...
God damn thing...Ughh
He struggled to get it off of him, cursing and swearing pulling at the material...