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Chapter II: The Red Onslaught [The Company/IC/Semi-Open]

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Kansiov
07-07-2008, 03:38
Carcassone, France, April 16th
Operation Defend the Tide, Phase 1

"Major Williams here, Commander 5th Mech, 7th Armored, nice to see you Yanks."

"Lt. Colonel Steve Hayes, nice to meet you whats the situation?"

"Not very good, Ivan has 2 Brigades raining down on us. They have 2 Armored Platoons attacking through the main road towards Carcassone. The rest of them are attacking the town of Azille, in an attempt to flank our left positions. The Reds have also achieved air superiority, and with the S-300s in Sete, Air Command is not willing to risk sending Harriers into the area."

"Hmm... my units can help reinforce Azille then."

"No, the situation is almost hopeless there, we need you Yanks to attack the town of Fabrzen, hopefully this would divert the attention of the Reds, and force them to reinforce their left flank. This would hopefully ease the French Defending Azille."

"Very well... what support do we have?"

"Remaining elements of 1st Mech of the British 7th Armored. They still have several Warriors and Vulcans left to defend against the Hinds and Havoc. Several reconnaissance Patrols detected elements of Spetsnaz Troops in the area, along with Crack Airborne Troops, these guys will be tough."

"Very well... I will get going... All the best."

"All the best to you too, and God speed!"
Daiwiz
07-07-2008, 03:42
"Well, we are finally here. France, the land of my forefathers." speaks Drake in awe. He reshuffles his equipment, so it rests more comfortably, and looks around.
Falkasia
07-07-2008, 03:49
Steven, with a combined look of both anxiousness and nervousness looked around the camp and towards the planning table. "Yea, good to be here. Finally, into the fight. I just hope we can live to tell about it though." He re-adjusted his belt and rested his rifle over his shoulder.

"So when do we move out?"
Daiwiz
07-07-2008, 03:53
"depends on when sarge gets here" he says with a smirk.
Falkasia
07-07-2008, 03:57
"depends on when sarge gets here" he says with a smirk.

"Guess it does. Just hope the Pinkos don't find out about us and launch an ambush on the camp. That would suck."
Kansiov
07-07-2008, 03:59
The Conversation was interrupted...

"Incoming!!! Stay the fuck off the roads!!!"

2 Hinds, flying low strafed the main road the platoon was resting on.

"Fuck, MEDIC! MEDIC!!!" cried the several injured.

"Pvt Richards is dead!" cried another.

"Get the fucking Stinger up! Go! Go!"

The Hinds returned for a second round, this time, they release their entire arsenal of 57mm rockets at the troops.

"Return Fire! Return Fire!" said Lt. Col Steve, with explosions around him. He drew out his M9 and too, began firing...
Daiwiz
07-07-2008, 04:03
Drake stared dumbstruck, as the Hinds strafed the platoon, until a soldier slapped him on the back. Snapping out of his dreamlike state, he ran to the nearest wounded soldier, and quickly began dragging him off the road. While he ran to him, he was firing his automatic-rifle. There were too few medics, and too many wounded.

OOC:is there a ditch in the sid of the road?
Kansiov
07-07-2008, 04:15
OOC: No, there are buildings beside, the Platoon was resting in a town

The Hinds flew back, leaving behind a trail of death and destruction.

"Sir, 39 dead, 60 wounded, and counting sir!"

"The whole Battalion?"

"Sir Yes Sir!"

"Very well... It seems the Soviets were the ones who drew the first blood..."
Falkasia
07-07-2008, 04:15
The Conversation was interrupted...

"Incoming!!! Stay the fuck off the roads!!!"

2 Hinds, flying low strafed the main road the platoon was resting on.

"Fuck, MEDIC! MEDIC!!!" cried the several injured.

"Pvt Richards is dead!" cried another.

"Get the fucking Stinger up! Go! Go!"

The Hinds returned for a second round, this time, they release their entire arsenal of 57mm rockets at the troops.

"Return Fire! Return Fire!" said Lt. Col Steve, with explosions around him. He drew out his M9 and too, began firing...

Steven was surprised by the sudden appearence of the Hinds, but quickly ducked for cover underneath some shrubery. Raisining his rifle, he took shots at the blades. He knew it would be ineffective, but any fire was better than no fire at all. He saw Drake run for the nearest injured soldier. Continuing to lay down fire, he dashed over to him.
"Guess I'm psychic!" Steven said jokingly to Drake, or as jokingly as you could say something under fire. "Now, let me help you with the wounded."
Daiwiz
07-07-2008, 04:58
As Drake was bringing the wounded off the road, Steven snuck up on him. "Guess I'm psychic", said Steven, who startled Drake.
"Hey thanks, get him inside, I'll get others." He hurried off to gather other wounded, those that could be saved. Few had been missed by the fire, but he did his best. As he was pulling a soldier towards the med station, the soldier suddenly stopped screaming. As Drake realized what had happened, he could no longer control his stomach.
He quickly got it under control, and hurried to help the few medics that were here. He quickly told soldiers where the med station was, and grabbed a soldier, hefted him up, and headed towards the house.
"What a great way, to be welcomed to France." he mumbled to himself.

OOC:i'm going to bed, so won't get back for about 10-12 hrs. G'night, and good luck with wounded. i just continue as iv been doing, and go and give Steven the meds.
Free United States
07-07-2008, 05:12
ooc: so, what's higurashi's position...? also because of comp problems, i may have to ditch this rp. if i do i'll let you know so u can just kill me off

ic:

Higurashi was helping a wounded comrade when he noticed Drake in the med tent. He handed off the soldier and looked around for something helpful to do.
Falkasia
07-07-2008, 05:23
As Drake was bringing the wounded off the road, Steven snuck up on him. "Guess I'm psychic", said Steven, who startled Drake.
"Hey thanks, get him inside, I'll get others." He hurried off to gather other wounded, those that could be saved. Few had been missed by the fire, but he did his best. As he was pulling a soldier towards the med station, the soldier suddenly stopped screaming. As Drake realized what had happened, he could no longer control his stomach.
He quickly got it under control, and hurried to help the few medics that were here. He quickly told soldiers where the med station was, and grabbed a soldier, hefted him up, and headed towards the house.
"What a great way, to be welcomed to France." he mumbled to himself.

OOC:i'm going to bed, so won't get back for about 10-12 hrs. G'night, and good luck with wounded. i just continue as iv been doing, and go and give Steven the meds.

Steven had never gone through any hardcore medical classes at his highschool, but from rabbit and deer hunting, he knew not to remove bullets, to apply pressure to wounds, and how to perform basic stitching. Drake handed him some medical supplies, and Steven got to work. He started on those who looked the most wounded, but it was hard to distingish the most from the elast. Everybody was torn up. Coming across a soldier who had his arm torn off by a HIND bullet, Steven heaved. This is nothing compared to hunting animals back home in the desert, he though. Quickly, he composed himself as best he could and began tending to the soldier's arm.
Daiwiz
07-07-2008, 17:17
As Drake handed off a few medical supplies to Steven, he turned back to begin numbering the soldiers. He had to number them from, five, which was the most immediate, to one, which was leave them for last. A few soldiers, were going to die for certain, and so he numbered them one. He hated it, but all that could be don for them, was to give them morphine, and so he did that. While he was assisting the few other medics there were, he noticed Steven lose control. Unfortunately, he could not do anything to help him.
"How do you like being a medic, Steven? Wanna join?" Cried out Drake, trying to make dark humour. As he was saying this, he noticed Higurashi, standing outside.
"Higurashi! Get in here! We need your help!" He yelled, cursing as another soldier died from his wounds.
"I need more morphine!" cried out Drake, who had finally run out. There were just far to many soldiers, and a single dirty tear slid down his face. He noticed that it was too warm for tears, and so touched where it was. When he brought his fingers back, they were red.
He had been shot, the bullet just grazed his head. As soon as he realized this, a smile, and a giggle, came over him. He quickly composed himself and went to search for morphine.
Falkasia
07-07-2008, 17:42
As Drake handed off a few medical supplies to Steven, he turned back to begin numbering the soldiers. He had to number them from, five, which was the most immediate, to one, which was leave them for last. A few soldiers, were going to die for certain, and so he numbered them one. He hated it, but all that could be don for them, was to give them morphine, and so he did that. While he was assisting the few other medics there were, he noticed Steven lose control. Unfortunately, he could not do anything to help him.
"How do you like being a medic, Steven? Wanna join?" Cried out Drake, trying to make dark humour. As he was saying this, he noticed Higurashi, standing outside.
"Higurashi! Get in here! We need your help!" He yelled, cursing as another soldier died from his wounds.
"I need more morphine!" cried out Drake, who had finally run out. There were just far to many soldiers, and a single dirty tear slid down his face. He noticed that it was too warm for tears, and so touched where it was. When he brought his fingers back, they were red.
He had been shot, the bullet just grazed his head. As soon as he realized this, a smile, and a giggle, came over him. He quickly composed himself and went to search for morphine.

"Like hell I want to join!" Steven shot back at Drake, responding to his dark humor. He had finished on the soldier who had his arm amputated by the Soviets, and moved on down the line. He thrust clean needles of morphine into those who needed it, and returning to the most heavily wounded for special attention.
Daiwiz
07-07-2008, 17:45
"Steven, help those that I've numbered five first, and then the ones! Those that are one, and are badly wounded, give them some water, and morphine if thee is any! Go! I might make a medic out of you after all!" Yelled Drake, who continued his search for the morphine, until he found some extras.
Falkasia
07-07-2008, 18:10
"Steven, help those that I've numbered five first, and then the ones! Those that are one, and are badly wounded, give them some water, and morphine if thee is any! Go! I might make a medic out of you after all!" Yelled Drake, who continued his search for the morphine, until he found some extras.

Not knowing what number each soldier was on Drake's scale, Steven started on those who were the most injured in his opinion, giving them water and morphine, and then moving on. He had turned into a robot, not thinking about what he was doing or saw, just kept on moving down the line.
Daiwiz
07-07-2008, 18:11
OOC:what iot is, it that those who cant be helped, or have very minor wounds, are numbered one. those that need help now, and can be saved are numbered five.

IC: Drake continued heading down the lines, until he came to a soldier who was sitting quietly, while the rest were screaming. He was still alive, and he didn't seem shell shocked. Drake marked him and began to move to the next patient, when he spoke.
"Am I going to die?" Was the most dreaded question, any medic could ever hear. He looked him in the eye, and told him firmly, you are not gonna die. This was the only thing a medic could do, for although the soldier had lost a foot, he would survive.
The platoon was decimated, and there was nothing he could do.
Belschaft
07-07-2008, 20:17
Sergeant Hayner ran down the road, from the area HQ. Running over to Drake he asked "How bad did we get hit? I saw the planes from down the road."


OOC- Infinite apologise to everyone both for now and the imeadiate future. My computer is broken and my laptop is a mess. I will get on whenever I can, but cannot promise perfect atendance.
Daiwiz
07-07-2008, 22:20
While helping the wounded, Drake noticed sgt.Hayner ask how bad they were hit. "Pretty damn bad, most of the battalion, is either dead or wounded. Keep pressure on this." Said Drake to the sergeant, moving off to another soldier.

OOCWheres the rest of the squad?only four of us are here.
Belschaft
08-07-2008, 18:37
bumbity
Californion
08-07-2008, 19:39
OOC: Sorry for not posting. I've stated multiple times I went on vacation, so sorry:(. Anyway... lets pretend I've been here all along.


Stan shook his head at the Carnage. "What a waste." Was all he said, then he moved to a lightly wounded soildier to apply first aid.
Falkasia
08-07-2008, 19:44
Steven surveyed the carnage with blank eyes, mumbling to himself. "We've lost most of the company. At this rate, they'll be none of us left by the time we reach the commies." Suddenly, he saw something move in the treeline directly ahead of him, bordering the road and the buildings. He jerked toward it, but nothing was there.
Californion
08-07-2008, 22:18
As Stan finished, the hairs on the back of his neck began prickling. He felt as if he was being watched..... he slid to a building, and cocked his rifle.
Belschaft
08-07-2008, 23:03
Carl was tending to the soldier when he heard something move outside. Cursing when he realised he'd left his rifle outside he drew his sidearm as he slowly moved outside, using the house serving as a med centre as limited cover to protect his rear.
Falkasia
09-07-2008, 07:30
Steven stared long and hard at the foliage of the treeline, bringing his mind back to the days of rabbit hunting in the washes and scrubs near his home. He was looking for a slightest detail, the most insignificant speck. He knew something was there. His keen instincts told him there was.
Belschaft
09-07-2008, 18:24
OOC- Am I the only one who hates the new Jolt? Damn you OMAC industries.
Californion
09-07-2008, 20:48
Stan slowly brought a grenade into his M203. As he slid it shut, he saw the movement again. He slowly climbed out the houses window and began to edge towards the woods.
Daiwiz
10-07-2008, 03:43
As Drake was tending to a badly wounded soldier, he noticed that the three others had noticed something. Soon after, he reliezed he lost his ammunition.
"Shit.," He mumbled to himself, "Mind if I take this?" He said asking the wounded soldier in front of him, while pulling off the ammo belt. The worst wounded had already been tended to, or to the best of a forward medical staffs capabilities. He quickly put it on before heading to ask Carl.
"Whats going on? See something? Can't be anything, we are too far behind our lines, for them to have gotten troops." He whispered, as he fitted his pistol with a new clip, and the same with his rifle. He quickly ran over to the building across the street, and went inside.

OOC:i agree with Belschaft, although iv been lucky. sorry for not realizing you were on vacation, it didnt sink in. Also, Carl, theres no med tent. We are in a town, and are using the buildings for the wounded.
Falkasia
10-07-2008, 05:26
As Drake was tending to a badly wounded soldier, he noticed that the three others had noticed something. Soon after, he reliezed he lost his ammunition.
"Shit.," He mumbled to himself, "Mind if I take this?" He said asking the wounded soldier in front of him, while pulling off the ammo belt. The worst wounded had already been tended to, or to the best of a forward medical staffs capabilities. He quickly put it on before heading to ask Carl.
"Whats going on? See something? Can't be anything, we are too far behind our lines, for them to have gotten troops." He whispered, as he fitted his pistol with a new clip, and the same with his rifle. He quickly ran over to the building across the street, and went inside.

OOC:i agree with Belschaft, although iv been lucky. sorry for not realizing you were on vacation, it didnt sink in. Also, Carl, theres no med tent. We are in a town, and are using the buildings for the wounded.

"We may be far behind our own lines, but that won't protect us. In this day and age, there are no frontlines. Battles happen were ever there are soldiers." Steven said to Drake as he ran across the street. "For all we know..." Steven was cut short by another flicker of movement in his perferal vision. He jerked toward it and broke out into a cold sweat. The Company was being watched by someone, and it wasn't friendly.
Belschaft
10-07-2008, 22:17
"Ok, we've got movement. Probally some recon boys acting as the advance force for a bigger attack, no more than half a dozen men tops by my guess. What do we have with us here?"
Falkasia
11-07-2008, 00:38
And then Steven saw it. At first, it was a small blue speck, an iris. Then his eyes revealed a green camoflague jacket. Then, the defining factor; a blood red Hammer and Sickle stitched onto the jacket's sleeve.

The Soviet was looking right at him, bringing his AK to bare and pointing it directly at Steven. Both men stared directly at each other. The gaze was held for what seemed like an eternity, but a snapping twig broke both soldiers out of the daze.

"COMMIES IN THE TREELINE!!!" Steven shouted as loud as his lungs could bear, dropping into a prone position and firing into the foliage.
Belschaft
11-07-2008, 01:37
Carl silently cursed as Steven opened fire. Why the hell had he acted premeturely - if the comies where going to open fire then they allready would have, meaning that they had had the advantage. Now everything just decended to chaos. He ducked down as an AK opened up in the bushes, and ran for a better posisition at the other end of the house. He then, temporarily safe called out -

"Everybody get to cover! Move, move!"
Falkasia
11-07-2008, 02:47
Carl silently cursed as Steven opened fire. Why the hell had he acted premeturely - if the comies where going to open fire then they allready would have, meaning that they had had the advantage. Now everything just decended to chaos. He ducked down as an AK opened up in the bushes, and ran for a better posisition at the other end of the house. He then, temporarily safe called out -

"Everybody get to cover! Move, move!"

Steven laid in the middle of the road, prone and unprotected, firing toward the unseen enemy. Now that he had been given time to think as the adrenaline amplified his mind, he drifted into an unconscience-like state. He was still firing, but it was like he was detached from his body. At that moment, he realized that it was a mistake to have opened fire on the Soviets. "I should have waited," he thought. "But then again, what if they were setting up an ambush or getting coordinates for another air attack? I might have just saved or killed my company right here. I hope I did the right thing."

He snapped out of this state as a bullet slammed into the ground only a few inches from his face. His instincts took hold, and began rolling toward the nearest building for cover.
Daiwiz
11-07-2008, 18:03
As bullets began flying, Drake was trying to bash open a window. He had gone into the house, just in case, but then Steven began to open fire. This put all his senses on alert, until training took over. Finaly, he got the window open. As he looked for muzzle blasts, he found one, and so took aim. Just as he was about to fire, he thought of the wounded. As this thought went through his mind, the commie dropped. Quickly though, he grabbed a grenade from the bandolier he took, and pulled the pin. He took his hand off the clasp, and counted to two. Quickly he lobbed it towards the tree line. Unfortunately it seemed to not hit anything other than trees.
Next, he took out a smoke grenade, hoping to give cover to Steven. As he lobbed it into the street, it popped, and smoke began to billow out, in great clouds. "I can't see them! I lost em!" Yelled out Drake. He had brought his rifle up to bear, but the firing from the treeline had stopped.
"I think we're clear!" He yelled out, when suddenly a bullet clipped his arm. "Damnit! I'm hit!" He cried out through searing pain. As he was pulling out a shot of morphine, the adrenaline in his body kicked in, numbing the pain. He quickly used the chance, to put a hasty wrap on the wound. Just to add to the problems, he had dropped his rifle out the window, into a well. It was going to be lots of fun.

OOC:my dads been working on the computer, and i can't use the other one, because hes using it to fix my grandfathers, which got hit with a viruse. i probably wont be on a whole lot.
Belschaft
11-07-2008, 19:26
Hearing Drak scream Carl cursed - one down allready, though probally not permantly. As he came round the corner he came face to face with a Russian soldier also trying to get round the flanks. Acting on instict he fired three times without thinking, droping the man. He then paused at the houses corner, stooping to grap the other man's rifle.
Falkasia
11-07-2008, 20:20
Steven rolled like he had never rolled before, down the road and into a doorway. There, he holed up and reloaded his clip. Without exposing himself, he thrust his gun around the corner and began firing blindly. Above his head, the wooden entry wall shattered, spraying the ground with splinters. Steven heard Drake scream, then Carl curse, and knew this was the house they were in. He shouted, "Friendly coming in through the front," before kicking the door open and taking positions next to Drake.

"You hit bad?" Steven asked all the while still firing at treeline.
Californion
11-07-2008, 21:55
Stan hit the dirt as he heard the yelling and fireing. They were all on the leftside. As he crawled towards the fighting, he ran across two Soviet Troops; one was yelling into a radio. He could barely understand what he was saying... "Artillary, Artillary, we need Artillary!" Stan raised his M16 and fired 9 times at the men. They dropped dead. He then crawled into a basement for the incoming artillary blast.
Sarahani
11-07-2008, 22:04
OOC: HOLY S**T, Forgot about this guys.

Flanagan, the whole time, had been inside a building, reading some maps with a man from the Division's Recon, when the hinds hit, the other man was killed by a ricochet, and Flanagan had hit the deck. Sensing the man wouldn't need it, He took his Rifle and spare ammo, putting them in his backpack. He then proceeded to take his M-14 and fire at the hostiles, downing 3 using carefully aimed headshots.

Gear added:

+ 3 M-16 Clips

+ 1 M-16

+ 3 M67 Fragmentation grenades

+ 1 Green Smoke Grenade.
Falkasia
11-07-2008, 22:47
Stan hit the dirt as he heard the yelling and fireing. They were all on the leftside. As he crawled towards the fighting, he ran across two Soviet Troops; one was yelling into a radio. He could barely understand what he was saying... "Artillary, Artillary, we need Artillary!" Stan raised his M16 and fired 9 times at the men. They dropped dead. He then crawled into a basement for the incoming artillary blast.

Steven faintly heard Stan call for Artillery over the radio. "INCOMING! EVERYBODY TO THE BASEMENT! GET THE WOUNDED INSIDE!" Steven shouted, dragging as many injured soldiers as he could find into the basement of the house.
Sarahani
11-07-2008, 23:06
"Artillery? Who had map Co-ords for this area, i'd have to be on hand."

Regardless, John made his way to the basement, and proceeded to fire out a small window.
Belschaft
11-07-2008, 23:51
Hearing the various calls of incoming artilery Carl moved backwards, firing at a figure in the woods. Reaching the cellar entrance he joined the others down there, before enquiring poliely what the hell was going on -

"What the fuck is going on?!?! Who the hell called in artilery fire - we need this village intact, we got a column coming through later!"
Californion
12-07-2008, 00:03
"Reds are going to blow us clean to smithereens. That wasn't me on the radio; that was a Soviet Radio Op. They must have landed some mortars in the woods someplace. They don't care about our column. They probably want to stop it." Stan cringed as a barrage of artillary came in. "They might have thought we were the preceding column."
Sarahani
12-07-2008, 00:13
John noticed the presence of the rest of the squad across the street, through a small slit window.

Prepared to rush across the street, He took the M-16 he had grabbed, loaded it, and sprinted across the street, diving into a first-story window.
Belschaft
12-07-2008, 00:44
"Reds are going to blow us clean to smithereens. That wasn't me on the radio; that was a Soviet Radio Op. They must have landed some mortars in the woods someplace. They don't care about our column. They probably want to stop it." Stan cringed as a barrage of artillary came in. "They might have thought we were the preceding column."

"Shit. Do we have they're radio - if we do we might be able to locate their field pieces and take them out. If there still there when the armour comes through were fucked."
Californion
12-07-2008, 00:48
"Yeah." Stan threw the radio over his back. Someone was yelling in Russian on the other side. "He's saying "Is anyone their? Airborne Squad 15, are you their?" He fiddled with it a bit. "Does anyone knew our freqency? Wait.... the Russian man is yelling something about American Armor... He's ordering an airborne tank drop right on top of us in 5 minutes!"
Sarahani
12-07-2008, 00:52
Flanagan opens the door to the cellar and runs down the stairs.
Californion
12-07-2008, 00:55
Stan yelped when he heard feet on the stairs. He fired blindly with the Ruger until he realized it was a freindly. "Did I hit you?"
Sarahani
12-07-2008, 01:10
"No! Think a little before you shoot, if I hadn't known better i would have assumed you were hopped up on something."

"Anyone need a rifle? I got an extra off a boy from the recon platoon."
Belschaft
12-07-2008, 01:37
"That's great. Well now you've arived we can leave." Carl sighed, knowing he was about to become hated. "The fact is we don't matter. However that column does. So were gonna have to go up there, and either take out their artilery, and those tanks, or warn the column. I'm not gonna force you lot to do one of them, so you better decide wich one you fancy - make a run for the next town and send out a warning, or try for the mortars."
Californion
12-07-2008, 01:42
Stan, cocking his rifle after putting in a new clip, said "If we decide to take out the mortars, we will need this." Stan took an RPG and loaded it, slinging his M16 on his back. "We should at least try to stop those mortars."
Sarahani
12-07-2008, 01:47
John slings his M-16 and pulls out his '14.

"Sir, I'll take those mortars, i've got a silencer for this baby, I don't want any of you to get hurt this early." He said, putting on his ghillie and screwing the silencer onto his M-14.
Falkasia
12-07-2008, 01:59
"I'll help defend here." Steven said absent-mindedly while finguring his M-21.
Belschaft
12-07-2008, 01:59
"So you lot say go for the Sov's? Great. We're gonna need to move quickly, and get out of here before the enemy get stronger forces here. Someone garp the radio's, we can use theres to keep tabs on there movements, and hopefully can get a signal from the column to get a warning out that way. Everyone ready?"
Californion
12-07-2008, 02:03
Stan stood up and shouldered the radio. "Let's do this THING!"
Falkasia
12-07-2008, 02:06
"Not so fast. What should I do here? Light the town on fire?"
Sarahani
12-07-2008, 02:07
"Alright, i'll run ahead and scout it out, but first, where are the mortars?"
Belschaft
12-07-2008, 02:09
"I have no idea where the mortars are. But we need them dead. Steve, I want you to move back towards area HQ. Take the radio's and see if you can't get a signal for the Brit's. It's they're tanks were expecting. We'll move into the woods and search for the mortars."
Sarahani
12-07-2008, 02:11
"Sir, I'll look for it, you people stay here. I'm a trained scout, and i'll find em." Said John, grabbing his rifle and heading out the door.

OOC: Gotta go, night folks.
Californion
12-07-2008, 02:11
Stan handed Steve the raido. "Good luck..." he smiled "...Komrade." Stan smiled as he looked out the window slit. It was begginnig to rain.
Falkasia
12-07-2008, 02:11
"I have no idea where the mortars are. But we need them dead. Steve, I want you to move back towards area HQ. Take the radio's and see if you can't get a signal for the Brit's. It's they're tanks were expecting. We'll move into the woods and search for the mortars."

"Yes sir." Steven said to Carl as he stood up and shouldered his rifle while taking the radio from Stan. "I'll be back."
Californion
12-07-2008, 02:13
Stan carefully shouldered the Rocket Grenade Container. "Heck Yeah."
Belschaft
12-07-2008, 02:13
"Ok everybody, move out. Expect hostiles. If anyones alive tomorow night, drinks are on me. And anything we can loot from the Sov's."
Californion
12-07-2008, 02:14
Stan crawled up the stairs and cautiosly into the rain. Only the sight of mud and dead bodies greeted him. "None yet." He breathed.
Falkasia
12-07-2008, 02:17
Steven followed them out, but took a detour and went the opposite way, towards the driection they had marched earlier that day. He slogged through the mud and rain, radio slung on one shoulder, rifle on the other. It was going to be a long walk, but then again, plenty of time to think.
Belschaft
12-07-2008, 02:30
Carl ran out, quickly crossing to a ditch on the other side of the road - no reason to reamin exposed. He waited for the others to join him.
Californion
12-07-2008, 02:32
Stan ran as fast as he could until he was near Carl.
Sarahani
12-07-2008, 02:34
OOC: Not quite gone, but mainly

"Sir! I'll meet up with you later! I'm gonna stake out the mortars!" he yelled across the street, and began running in the direction the mortar fire appeared to have come from, making cautious movements in the open, appearing as a bush would.
Belschaft
12-07-2008, 02:34
Turning to Stan Carl asked him a question - "Do you know who else is in the village? Aside from the wounded?"
Californion
12-07-2008, 02:36
"Well sir," Stan said thoughtfully, "I say the Drake guy. And about 5 civilians in that town hallish building over their." He gestured at a bombed out building.
Belschaft
12-07-2008, 02:41
"Great. So were outnumbered, outguned and outflanked. Well no one said this was gona be easy. Theres no way we can hold them off here, were gonna have to let them pass us by. We need to get into the woods and bunker down till they're main force is through. Then we try for those mortars."
Californion
12-07-2008, 02:44
"Aye sir... does that sound like a transport plane or is it thunder?" Stan said as he headed for the woods. "Hey, I found a nice hiding spot." It appeared to be the skeletal remains of a World War One German scouting post. Stan slid in. Pretty nice cover. "Can you see me?"
Belschaft
12-07-2008, 02:46
"From here? Hell yeah. But will the sov's when there passing through? I doubt it. I reckon this is our best bet for a hiding place. Move further in so I can get in."
Californion
12-07-2008, 02:48
As Stan moved further in, he found another World War 1 relic; a pikelhaube or spiked helmet. He tossed it around in his hands. "I wonder how good I would look in this..." He looked up. His mouth dropped. "The sky is red!!!!"
Belschaft
12-07-2008, 02:49
"Paratroopers?"


OOC- warnig post - I will have to go soon. Can we get this to a temporary stoping point of sorts?
Californion
12-07-2008, 02:52
"Yeah. That airborne tank column..." Stan shivvyed down into a more comfortable position. "Wake me up when they leave."

OOC: Is that a good stopping place?
Belschaft
12-07-2008, 02:57
OOC - Yeah, seems so. Steve's runnin for help/to give a warning, Sarahani's guy is scouting and were hiding like little girls.
Californion
12-07-2008, 03:00
OOC: We're not hiding per say. We are stratigically concealing oursleves from a more powerful enemy until the time presents itself to move out. :)
Falkasia
12-07-2008, 03:27
OOC: We're not hiding per say. We are stratigically concealing oursleves from a more powerful enemy until the time presents itself to move out. :)

OOC: That has a lot of point to it. It's also pretty witty. It may have just made my week top 10 quotes!
Californion
12-07-2008, 03:39
OOC: Are we still on?
Falkasia, thank you. Maybe you could put that as your signature.
Belschaft
12-07-2008, 03:39
OOC- Fine. We are stratigically concealing oursleves from a more powerful enemy until the time presents itself to move out. Like litle girls.
Californion
12-07-2008, 03:43
OOC: Should we contune? Like a pointless conversation thing?
Belschaft
12-07-2008, 03:46
OOC- waht the hell is a signiture on Jolt? IS it the small number of random quotes/links taht some people have at the bottom of they're posts?


YES!
Californion
12-07-2008, 04:11
OOC: So yes to pointless conversation?
Belschaft
12-07-2008, 04:13
OOC- of course. It's how 95% of posts end up. Why buck the trend?
Californion
12-07-2008, 04:19
OOC: You start.
Belschaft
12-07-2008, 04:29
OOC- Can't. It's almost 5am in the UK. If i don't go to bed soon my parents will wake up while i'm still on the computer, and i'll be dead. I'd love to talk right now, but i'll have one last swig of the Vodka and go to bed. Au revoir, or auf wiedersein. That covers three languages. I got a decent chance your antive language is one of them.
Falkasia
12-07-2008, 05:00
OOC- Can't. It's almost 5am in the UK. If i don't go to bed soon my parents will wake up while i'm still on the computer, and i'll be dead. I'd love to talk right now, but i'll have one last swig of the Vodka and go to bed. Au revoir, or auf wiedersein. That covers three languages. I got a decent chance your antive language is one of them.

OOC: Nizzan kokeilla, mutta puhun suomea.
Sarahani
12-07-2008, 12:58
OOC: I'll spend 20 minutes fleshing out what i'm doing while you folks are "Strategically Concealing" yourselves. Airborne tank drops cannot be done by russia, because only the U.S has a tank light enough to do so, the Sheridan.

John quickly moved across a field, and hearing the mortars fire again, proceeded towards that direction. after passing a forest, he reached the mortars.

There were 6 people working the mortars, and two on watch.

Alright, how should i do this... Ah! throw in a hand grenade!

John took out his M-14, and a hand grenade, he primed the grenade and tossed it at the first mortar pit, then took aim and gunned the unsuspecting guards.

The grenade exploded, and the 3 remaining Mortarmen withdrew their sidearms, He fired upon them, pinning them down until he shot a nearby mortar crate, you get the idea.

He used hand grenades to blow the mortars, then grabbed everything he could from the soviets, and tossed it into duffel bags.

Gear added:

2x Ak-47s

4x Ak-47 Magazines

3x Tokarev T-33 Pistols. (Only the loaded ammo, no extra)

2x RPG launchers

6x RPG Warheads

3x Duffel bags (I have to have somewhere to put all this shit, don't i?)

1x UAZ Jeep (A car is a car, no matter what language the gauges are.)

OOC: this gear is shared, don't expect me to hoard it like a pack dog, also, tell me if this is overkill.
Californion
12-07-2008, 14:46
OOC: Actually, the Soviets had the BMD-1 and BMD-2, which were both airborne tanks. And how could one man take out ten men without at least getting injured. Plus, you would think they would have stopped fireing, on account of the airborne tank drop.
Sarahani
12-07-2008, 16:37
OOC: Tanks never drop without a team of airborne infantry in position first, they have to be un-cushioned. As for the 10 men thing, 2 were guards, the rest were in groups at their respective mortars, and my gun is silenced.
Californion
12-07-2008, 16:49
OOC: That seems like a GM to me still though. Your gun barrel flash would have given you away. And their would be about 3 men per gun, with a forward spotter.
Falkasia
12-07-2008, 16:59
As Steven walked through the mud and rain toward command, he had time to think. Now he regreted firing on the Soviet, but what choice did he have? "I had an obligation to defend my company," he thought. "What if they were going to slaughter the wounded?"

Steven kept walking down the endless mud road, constanly figiting with the radio in hopes of getting a message out.
Sarahani
12-07-2008, 17:28
OOC: The mortarmen are armed with pistols, even if they saw my muzzleflash from shooting the two guards, they're too far to hit me. You got me on the mortarmen thing, changing to 6 men and 6 pistols
Daiwiz
12-07-2008, 17:47
OOC:too...much...thinking!also i missed so much in one day. my dad forced me to help build a tent for shade in the back lol.

IC:"Yeah, I'm not hit bad. I'll come with you guys." Drake runs to a forward house and takes cover. Suddenly, he gets a jolt of pain from his arm and quickly jabs in a needle, filled with morphine. "God, this is gonne haunt me for awhile." He finds an RPG from one of the dead Russians, and shoulders it. From what he's heard, he's gonne need it.

OOC:i'm assuming only one guy went for the mortars and the rest of us are here. I'm going to Krate, adn will be back in three hours or so. probably four-five cause my dad is going to visit his sister to help with the computer i think. *one hour each way, then one hour for karate*
Sarahani
12-07-2008, 19:22
John mounted the jeep with the gear he salvaged (GM can choose what i got exactly, i don't care, enough gear to give everyone a sidearm and a few more AT gear.) and headed on down the road towards the town.

Also with him was a russian radio and a map showing several mortar positions.
Belschaft
12-07-2008, 21:15
OOC:too...much...thinking!also i missed so much in one day. my dad forced me to help build a tent for shade in the back lol.

IC:"Yeah, I'm not hit bad. I'll come with you guys." Drake runs to a forward house and takes cover. Suddenly, he gets a jolt of pain from his arm and quickly jabs in a needle, filled with morphine. "God, this is gonne haunt me for awhile." He finds an RPG from one of the dead Russians, and shoulders it. From what he's heard, he's gonne need it.

OOC:i'm assuming only one guy went for the mortars and the rest of us are here. I'm going to Krate, adn will be back in three hours or so. probably four-five cause my dad is going to visit his sister to help with the computer i think. *one hour each way, then one hour for karate*


OOC- I'm assuming that Drake is with mineand Cal's guys, hiding.
Sarahani
12-07-2008, 21:21
The UAZ cautiously entered town, turning towards the building the squad had been hiding at previously.

Exiting the Car, he grabbed the Duffles, and looked around, spotting the revetment they were hiding at and dragging the bags to it.
Californion
12-07-2008, 21:37
Stan saw Jon dragging something and went up to help. "You got them? Those dang airborne tanks and their paratrooper escort left a mere 5 minutes ago. I hope Steve was able to warn the column in time." Waving to Carl to get up here, he then said; "We're gonna have to rethink our options."
Sarahani
12-07-2008, 22:07
"Yeah, Thanks, We've got two more Rpg's, a jeep, and some AK's, I saw a truck up at the place but i figured i needed to get back fast, I've also got a map with mortar positions for this area." Said john, handing him a bag.

"I figure anything air-dropped won't be able to stand up to a Challenger."
Californion
12-07-2008, 22:16
"The tanks are the top priority, in my opinion. The entire sky was red when they and their troop escort dropped. That armored column and the Soviets clashing will be a really big battle ending in corpses and burning metal." Taking out an AK and loading it after dropping his load, Stan trotted thorugh the battlefield, relieving Soviet soildiers of their clips.
Sarahani
12-07-2008, 22:25
"Doubtful! BMD's are IFVs, not Tanks! They'll be ripped apart by the tank column." He said, taking an RPG and 3 warheads, along with an AK, Wrapping both with vines, along with his M-16, and reloading his rifles. Following that, he took a pistol, cocked it, and slid it into his belt. When all was said and done, he put everything in his pack, slid his ghillie on, and dropped the duffles at the revetment. After doing so, he headed to the roof of a nearby building and pulled out his binoculars.
Californion
12-07-2008, 23:07
"I'm not sure. BMDs have a missle launcher on them, and they are being escorted by RPG troopers." Stan put a long combat knife in his boot, reloaded his M16, took some more RPG warheads, slung the M16 over his shoulder with the AK, tucked a Beretta, his Ruger, and a Tokarev into his belt and wrapped his face in some material from a poncho until it was like an Arabian burnoose, then buckled on his helmet. "Going to get colder." He said somewhat muffled. He then took the map of the area and sat under the shelter of an awning and began to examine it.
Sarahani
12-07-2008, 23:34
Looking around, John suddenly spotted a slight movement, and looking closer notic- He quickly ducked as a shower of machine gun fire pelted his location.
Falkasia
12-07-2008, 23:39
"I'm not sure. BMDs have a missle launcher on them, and they are being escorted by RPG troopers." Stan put a long combat knife in his boot, reloaded his M16, took some more RPG warheads, slung the M16 over his shoulder with the AK, tucked a Beretta, his Ruger, and a Tokarev into his belt and wrapped his face in some material from a poncho until it was like an Arabian burnoose, then buckled on his helmet. "Going to get colder." He said somewhat muffled. He then took the map of the area and sat under the shelter of an awning and began to examine it.

OOC: It's actually BMP, not BMD.
Steven walked down the endless road until he felt he could go no further. Collapsing under a tree to protect him from the rain, he fingured the radio, trying different frequencies to contact the British. All he got was silence and occasional French opera music.

In the distance, thunder boomed and echoed over the empty fields and forests of the French countryside. Lightning illuminated the land with a supernatural glow. For a moment, Steven though his eyes were playing games on him. Materializing out of the sheet of rain as if they had been sent by god himself, tanks upon tanks manuevered their way across the field toward Steven.

He jumped up and began flagging them down. They kept moving as they approached, stopping only feet away from Steven. A hatch popped open on the lead tank, which was followed by an Englishman in his late thirties.

"So mate," he said with a mischevious smirk, "need us to rescue you again?"
Sarahani
12-07-2008, 23:53
OOC: BMD is a paradropped IFV, where the BMP is a regular IFV.

"SHIT! PK IN THE WOODS! SPETZNATZ! SPETZNATZ! EVERYONE FIND COV-" He was cut off yelling by a RPG ramming into the side of the building, and he jumped up and darted for the stairwell, on the way down he heard a large bang, as another RPG slammed into the roof.
Falkasia
13-07-2008, 00:02
From the east side of town come a loud rumble, growing ever louder as it approached. On the back of the lead Chieftan tank sat Steven, cold and tired, but otherwise unharmed. He had informed the tank regiment commander of the situation, who in turn radioed it back to command and took the initiative to be a hero for the day.

A flare was fired to signal approaching allies, and the tanks charged full speed with weapons loaded into the town.
Sarahani
13-07-2008, 00:10
(It would be a challenger, but i guess most would be used up by now.)

"Thank god! the cavalry has arrived! everyone flush out those spetz!" Yelled John out the window, proceeding to fire out a window on the opposite side, where the machine gun was still rattling away.
Falkasia
13-07-2008, 00:59
OOC: We might want to wait for the other guys to come on before going any farther.
Belschaft
13-07-2008, 01:04
OOC- everyone seems to be a bit overarmed. I mena, theres guys walking around with two rfiles, an RPG, a brace of pistols, etc. In combat you ditch stuf and replace it with scavenged better suff, not hoard all of it. Think a pack with rations and sleeping bag, plus map and maybe a sapde. Then a water botle, knife, pistol and main ewpon - either a RPG or rifle. If you got a RPG, maybe a SMG as well, My guys got a pistol and a svaneged AK for weponry, plus kinfe and water bottle. My pack got hit by a mortat round.


Carl rolled into the original ditich, getting muddy water all over the AK in the process - thank got it wasn't an M16 or he'd be fucked. Poping his head up breifly he was fired on from the woods. Ducking back down he sprayed bursts wildly in the rough direction of the enemy fire. Calling out wildly, hoping the brits would here him he shouteed - "Freindly's to the south! Hold fire all this way!"
Belschaft
13-07-2008, 01:07
OOC: We might want to wait for the other guys to come on before going any farther.


I don't know if there gona be joing us. If they do then there's space for it - this was meant to be an assembly point but got screwed up by commies. And if they don't show they died in the initial fighting here, pre brit arival.
Falkasia
13-07-2008, 01:30
I don't know if there gona be joing us. If they do then there's space for it - this was meant to be an assembly point but got screwed up by commies. And if they don't show they died in the initial fighting here, pre brit arival.

(OOC: By that, I meant like Californion and Daiwiz.)
Sarahani
13-07-2008, 01:31
OOC: Their choice, actually, they probably retreated with the colonel. I believe a soldier can have two rifles and a RPG, it'll restrict their speed, but with my UAZ, i'm not worried about that. The gear we don't carry will be put in the truck as extra ammo.

Flanagan ditched his M-16, regarding it as a worthless peice of junk, as he does most assault rifles that are limited to burst fire. He then ran outdoors, and crawled to the ditch that carl was in.

"Sir! Mortars destroyed! I got us a UAZ and extra gear! an RPG and a reload along with some pistols and a few rifles!" He yelled to his CO, and then returned to firing his camo-wrapped AK.
Daiwiz
13-07-2008, 01:39
OOC: i was helping dad fix my grandfathers computer. I have my pack with the normal medic supplies, 1 V6-Stilleto cfombat knife, 1 ak 47 taken from a dead soldier, my ruger, a tokarev, 4 Ak clips, 149 rounds for the ruger, 1 clip for the tokarev, 1 RPG with 2 warheads, and 5 grenade taken from soldiers + the normal supplies for a soldier. water bottle clothes helmet etc. I lost the spade though. Also all those that i gave the stilleto to should include it. The tip was so sharp, that the soldiers would dull the tip purposely, so as to stop it from cutting through the sheath, and then their legs. Tell me if the gear is too much.

IC:"Glad you finally showed up! Welcome to the war! Spetsnaz troopers in the right treeline, with RPGs!" As Drake yelled this out, an RPG went right through the wood of the house, and hit the back. A miracle happened, as it was dud. "Holy shit, that was close." Drake muttered to himself, as he reloaded his AK-47.
He looked around the corner, and had peek, which was responded to by near misses. Quickly he let of an entire clip, on where he believed the machine gun, and Spetsnaz to be. Once it was finished, he ducked back, took out a grenade and pulled the grenade. He let go of the clasp, counted to two, and chucked it at the Russians. This time, e was rewarded, with a bang, screams, and silencing of the machine gun.
As he looked around the frame for another target, he got a shot to the head. Luckily, it was merely a glancing shot, but it hurt like hell! "Shit! I'm hit again! It's in the head! I'm alright! By the end of this, I'm gonne be a walking pincushion!" And with that, he wound gauze around his head, and put pressure on it. What a wonderful day in France.
Sarahani
13-07-2008, 01:48
"Nice work, need a new weapon? I have Ak's, pistols, and a RPG for free!"
Belschaft
13-07-2008, 01:50
OOC- at least it's sunny.

IC-

Turning to check on Darke Carl accepted his claim it was a flesh wound. It might not be, but it was hardly time to check. Contineing to fire on the Russians he beagn to wonder where the Brit's were. This line of tought was disturbed by fire from the flank. Glancing i nthe direction he spoted men in Bulgarian army uniforms.

"We got Bulgar's on the right. We need those Brit's asap."
Daiwiz
13-07-2008, 02:00
As Drake hears of the Bulgars, he turns to there. They were being cut off, and couldn't survive much longer without assistance. "My AK jammed! Cover me!" He cried out as the AK clmped down on an empty casing. After fiddling for a few seconds, he unjammed it, and so almost shot Carl. It passed a hairs breath by his left shoulder, and then passed through the thin wooden wall.
Sarahani
13-07-2008, 02:12
"Bulgarians? jesus!" said john, sliding in the ditch with carl and dawiz, and opening fire on the bulgs.
Daiwiz
13-07-2008, 02:16
"Woah! Where'd you come from? Anyways, the Spetsnaz are being taken care of, and the Bulgars are here now. DAMNIT! What is it with these guys?" He continues firing out the slit.
Sarahani
13-07-2008, 14:50
OOC: I thought carl was in a ditch, where are you? the basement?
Californion
13-07-2008, 15:53
Stan positioned himslef behind a wall. He then proceeded to soulder his RPG and take his AK into battle. Leaning against the wall, he waould turn every so often and fire at the Bulgars.
Sarahani
13-07-2008, 17:10
John shouldered his M-14 and began to open fire on the bulgarians.


((How did bulgarians get here? We're up against Spetz and ruskie airborne, he said so at the beginning.))
Falkasia
13-07-2008, 19:59
As the Bulgarians advanced, the ground exploded all around them. Dirt and soil was propell into the air. As the tanks came out of the town, they made no effort to conceal themselves.

Still riding on the lead tank, Steven sat around an assortment of souveniors he had collected throughout the town, including an American flag. He h=gave the Stars and Stripes special treatment, duct tapping the flag to an AK, then duct tapping the AK to the back of the tank turret. He in hoped that the sight of the flag would prevent any confusion regarding who owned the tanks.
Sarahani
13-07-2008, 20:54
((I'm assuming the bulgarians are dead from the tank's passage. I'm going with falkasia on this one.))

John stood and ran towards the command tank, grabbing ahold of the slow-moving vehicle and hopping aboard.

"Nice souveneirs! Having a fun time running?" He asked, as he slapped a fresh magazine into his AK.
Californion
13-07-2008, 21:00
Stan saw Steven and Jon on the tank and ran to greet them. "Hey man. I guess you came just in time." He said as he climbed on.
Sarahani
13-07-2008, 21:37
(let's just say the rest of the squad and the duffles have been brought aboard.)

"Alright, boys, I suppose we should read over these maps, i have cards for most of germany and france, along with some from the smaller countries in between italy and germany."
Falkasia
13-07-2008, 23:16
"Well, considering that the tank commander needs an infantry escort, I assume we're moving south towards Marsellies. That's where he's headed."
Belschaft
13-07-2008, 23:19
John shouldered his M-14 and began to open fire on the bulgarians.


((How did bulgarians get here? We're up against Spetz and ruskie airborne, he said so at the beginning.))

OOC- What, you think it's just Russia vs NATO in WW3? Haven't you heard of the Warsaw Pact?

IC-

"Nice to see you Steve. I take it you found our British freinds. What hapened to the Russian tanks?"
Sarahani
13-07-2008, 23:58
OOC: Yeah, but the GM said we are facing paratroopers and spetznatz

"What IFV with the equivalent of a bushmaster would have any chance against a tank? Anyways, if we're trudging for Marseilles, we should go over the route." He said, laying out the previously mentioned cards showing the route to the city.
Falkasia
14-07-2008, 00:04
OOC- What, you think it's just Russia vs NATO in WW3? Haven't you heard of the Warsaw Pact?

IC-

"Nice to see you Steve. I take it you found our British freinds. What hapened to the Russian tanks?"

"We took on an advance party of the Soviet tanks. We got most of them knocked out, but lost a lot of the Brits in the process. The tanks you see here are about a third of the full group. Most of them are smoke'in alongside the commie tanks up the road."
Californion
14-07-2008, 00:23
"I say we follow the tanks where ever they go."
Belschaft
14-07-2008, 00:33
"Shit. Thats this fuckin offensive fucked then. I mean, not less command is desperte launch an attack with a third of the troops meant to be doing it."
Sarahani
14-07-2008, 00:54
"This offensive will suceed, these tanks can still make it happen."
Falkasia
14-07-2008, 04:55
"Shit. Thats this fuckin offensive fucked then. I mean, not less command is desperte launch an attack with a third of the troops meant to be doing it."

(OOC: Its only a third of the tank regiment, not the whole attack force. They're still up the road a little.)
Californion
14-07-2008, 04:59
OOC: No, that means that they are destroyed.
Falkasia
14-07-2008, 05:00
OOC: No, that means that they are destroyed.

OOC: I see.
Belschaft
14-07-2008, 15:25
(OOC: Its only a third of the tank regiment, not the whole attack force. They're still up the road a little.)

OOC- I'm confused - are the other two thirds destroyed are are they in reserve?
Sarahani
14-07-2008, 15:58
((BMD and paratrooper combined attack depleted them by 2/3ds))
Daiwiz
14-07-2008, 21:48
OOC:lol thats alot. I say we attack though lol.

IC:"Well, I say we attack. The Commies are only gonna get stronger, and we aren't. The tanks can assist us. I say we get together every man that can hold a rifle and attack! We've beaten back Spetsnaz, and paratroopers! If those were the best they had, then they can't be very strong!" With that Drake punched the air with his rifle, and yelled so all friendly forces could hear. "We can do it! All European people are depending on us to turn the tide! We will fight to the last bullet, the last drop of blood, and we shall never, never, falter. We have shown that the Russians, can, and will be defeated! We must turn them back here, at Marseilles, or they will continue to spread fear, tyranny, and war throughout Europe, Asia, Afrika, and the Americas! I say we win! Who's with me!" And with that he let out a mighty scream, striking fear into the heart of any nearby Spetsnaz.
Sarahani
15-07-2008, 16:36
"Good speech, Chieftan, When do hunt boar?" Said john sarcastically.
Daiwiz
15-07-2008, 19:49
((Bump))
Californion
15-07-2008, 20:01
"Drake, be resonalbe. If we attack, with half our men wounded and one third of a tank battalion against who knows how many Russians, it will be us who will die. If there are more Russians or Bulgars out there, they would probably ambush us and mow us down. We have to pull back to the command post. We have already won a great victory today; we should not push our luck." As if in answer, a sniper bullet pinged off the tank.
Daiwiz
15-07-2008, 20:06
"Sniper!" Yelled otu Drake. He quickly got off the tank and looked around. "I guess you're right. There could be more Bulgars or Spetsnaz around. And John, it seems we may have to right now. The Company isstill in the town, and we have to cover their escape. We need to clear the sniper, and cover the Companies escape." With that he ran into a building.

OOC: What should we this company?
Californion
15-07-2008, 20:10
OOC: What should we what this company?

Stan ran from the tank and crouched behind a fence. Taking some field glasses out, he scanned the treeline. He spotted a BMD coming up the road... and another... and another..."15 BMDs coming up the road!! Supported by infantry and anti-tank units. Look out!" Stan yelled as 20 mm cannon ripped from the BMDs.
Daiwiz
15-07-2008, 20:16
OOC: don't you just love typos? i was asking what we should name the company.

IC:"OH SHIT!" Yelled Drake as the 20 mills began crashing around him. "DAMNIT! I'm hit, again! F***! I'm turnign into a pincushion! Where'd that morphine go?" He said to himself as he looked through his pack, seemingly ingoring the explosions around him. He was gettig tired of all this.
Californion
15-07-2008, 20:21
Shouldering his RPG, Stan fired at the front BMD. He was rewarded by its tread blowing off and the vehicle crashing into a building. Then the crew came out, and quickly died. Stans celebration was cut short by the first 3 other BMDs launching missiles at the tank column.
Daiwiz
15-07-2008, 20:32
As Drake finished wrapping his wound, he grabbed his RPG. He quickly fired a shot, and got the tread, same as Stan. The difference was, it only succeeded in causing the BMD to block the road. This was useful, until it was shouldered otu of the way. "They just keep on coming!"
Falkasia
15-07-2008, 21:06
Steven dropped off the tank, not completely jumping or rolling, but enough to get him off. Under cover of the rear of the tank, he felt around the back for his souveniors, grabbing each and pulling them into a bag. He went prone and quickly drew his M21. Shooting selectively underneath the tank, Steven could pretty much shoot with out worrying about being shot at himself. The driver knew he was under there as well, so no chance of being run over either. Despite all the protection, it was still hard to locate the camoflagued targets.

A Challenger next to Steven suddenly exploded as a missile impacted it's reactive armor. He glanced over toward it. There was a sizeable hole in the body, but most of the crew managed to get out safely. "Thank god," Steven though as he went back to firing his rifle.
Californion
15-07-2008, 21:12
OOC: The tank would have blown up. The missles on a BMD are the equivilent of a TOW.

Stan ran out of his cover to a low stone wall. Fireing his RPG, he blew one of the BMDs to smithereens. He took out his field glasses and looked again. Another 15 BMDs crawled up the road. Cursing, he ran back some more, hopeing to get away.
Belschaft
15-07-2008, 23:08
Carl opened up from his posistion in the ditch, emptying the remains of his clip. Snaping another into place he considered the situation, and made a decison. Moving backwards slowly, firing as he backed of towards the British tanks he ordered the retreat -

"Everyone fall back! We can't win here, we need to get the fuck out of here and regroup. Get those tanks moving now, we'll fall back behind. Everybody head for the area HQ, you lot take the roads and we'll go cross country. That's an order."
Californion
15-07-2008, 23:25
Stan backed towards Carl, fireing a captured RPK as a supression weapon. "Pull back! Pull back!"
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 00:06
From underneath the tank, he heard the order. "Aw, screw this!" he shouted, crawling out from under the tank. As he did, the tank's topside machinegunner was hit multiple times in the chest, spraying the turret with blood. He was dead instantly. As the tanks started pulling back, the coax turret gunner got out to help. He was gunned down almost instantly by a hail of lead. "Fuck this!" Steven shouted as he climbed aboard the tank, using the turret for cover. He crawled towards the MG as the tank began moving backwards. He pulled the dead gunner out of the turret, and making sure that the enemy was reloading, climded in. Keeping his head down and exposing only his hand, he checked the turret's ammo and began firing blindly in an attempt to suppress the enemy.
Californion
16-07-2008, 00:11
As Stan ran backwards, he tripped over something. Getting up, he realized it was a wounded tank man. The tank crew member groaned and reached up to him. "Help...please...." Stan picked the man up, slung him over one shoulder, and ran on.
Belschaft
16-07-2008, 00:14
Carl continued to back off towards the edge of town, as the tanks pulled away at considerable speed. He shouted of another hasty order before turning and running himself -

"Ok everyone, get the fuck out of here! Get a hundred metres down the road and then when it turns right keep going through the woods!"
Californion
16-07-2008, 00:19
Stan was somewhat hindered by the wounded man, but kept running according to Carls orders. As he thundered through the woods, adreneline pumping, he realised something; the tank crew member was scrabbaling at his shoulder. Without stopping, he yelled, "What is it!" The tankman said weakly. "Him." A wounded Soviet, with no weapons on him, yelled in English for someone to help him.
Stans first impulse was to kill him, but then compassion took over. He scooped the man up and threw him over his other shoulder. More hindered by this, but with adreneline making up for it, he pounded on.
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 00:41
"Well, screw you Commies!" Yelled Drake as he emptied his clip, and fired another RPG, this time eliminating the BMD. As he came upon Stan, he grabbed the Soviet. "Let me help you, don't want another casualty." He hefted the Soviet across his back, and continued on. "What about the rest of the company? They can't know off the retreat!" Yelled out Drake to any of his fellow squad.

OOC:The TOW may have hit at a bad angle, it may have hit a heavily armored spot etc. Also, we really do need a name for the company.
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 00:42
Steven screamed for the tank driver to stop moving. The commander had been killed by a burst of AP rounds from a BMD, and the two gunners were dead, so the driver was the only one left. Although it was unlikely that Steven outranked him, he ordered him to stop. They would wait here and cover the retreat. Remebering back to his favorite movie, "Red Dawn", he had leanred some basic tank commands from the Russian crews. Like most movies however, they're usually made up. "About center! UP! 20 degrees! FIRE!" Steven shouted, but all he got was a perplexed look from the driver. "Nevermind. Front-face!" This time he got an even more confused look from the soldier. "What, don't speak English? Move the tank so the front faces the enemy!" The driver understood this and turned toward the BMDs and Soviets.

Steven, still up in the machinegun turret began firing blindly into the approaching masses.
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 00:43
"Steven, get out of there!" Yelled Drake as he continued the mad dash.
Californion
16-07-2008, 00:44
"I think Steves in a tank, and Carls seperated from us, not sure about Jon, but I guess were on our own. Wait a sec..." Stan scooped another wounded man, this time a Frenchmen.
Californion
16-07-2008, 00:45
"Steve, come on! Do you want to DIE!!!" Stan yelled. Then in a quieter voice, "Drake, can you grab that wounded man over there? He's an American."
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 00:47
Without exposing himself, he quickly reloaded the machinegun. He was running low on ammo, but he had saved the blue-cased AP rounds for last. Clicking the belt into position and locking down the hatch, he exposed himself for a slight moment to get a fix on enemy BMDs and try to knock them out. He heard somebody call his name in, but the words were lost in the noise and chaos of the battle.

Squeezing the trigger, he opened fire on the approaching BMDs.
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 00:49
"Sure, I'll get the Yank." He quickly hurried over shifting the Soviet on his shoulder. "You Yanks seem to be in the worst place at the worst time!" He said to the soldier, getting a "Thanks" in reply. He noticed that the soldiers were in great pain, so he grabbed to needles of morphine and jabbed it into both the Soviet and American. He then picked em both up again and continued off yelling at Steve to "Get the Fuck outa there! Another hit and your dead"
Californion
16-07-2008, 00:49
"It's no use! He's drunk on adreneline! We have to leave him!" Stan yelled as he sprinted on.
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 00:54
"Damnit! Get outa there now!" He yelled to Steven in a last ditch attempt. "If he doesn't get out there soon, I'm gonna go back there and get him out, then I'm going to kill him!" Said Drake while hurrying to the HQ
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 01:01
There was a momentary lul in the fighting. At this point, everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. The machinegun firing even second or so, the soldiers running and taking what seemed like minutes to go down. He looked back. He saw Drake and Stan with men slung over their shoulders, retreating. They were shouting at each other, but they had reached then end of town. He called to the driver. "Get us the fuck out of here! Move us back slowly!"

Then Steven realized he had exposed himself. He had made himself a target. Suddenly, he snapped out of slow-motion. His arm felt like it was on fire. He collapsed inside the turret, not sure if he was still alive or not. He looked down. His sleeve was covered in blood, as was the turret and machinegun.

Bearing through the pain, he used his other arm and began firing the MG again, hoping to stall the Soviets as best he could.
Californion
16-07-2008, 01:08
"Look! There moving back! He's coming back! Wait.... He's bloody!! Steves hit!!!!" Stan yelled as they contunued to pound.
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 01:14
"FUCK!" Yelled Drake, while he continued to run through the town, yelling at the few troops heading towards the fight to run for it. "I'm almost out of medical supplies, so I may not be able to completely help 'im!" As he said this, he noticed a pharmasists shop, and hurried inside, quickly grabbing what he could. He knew it wouldn't be enough, but he hoped he'd be able to use em.

OOC:Sorry to keep nagging, but we seriously need a name for the company.
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 01:15
Steven looked over himself. Other than his arm, he was still in one piece. Rolling up his sleeve, he was both relieved and horrified. His arm was still there and it wasn't anything a bandage couldn't fix. However, the bullet had grazed an artery as it went through and he was losing a lot of blood fast. "Well, that explains the blood though." He though.

Clipping the last belt of ammo into the machinegun, he kept firing as the tank moved back towards friendly forces.
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 01:16
Drake cotinued to run, and dumped off his weapons. He was almost out of ammo anyways, except for the pistols. It lightened his load, and so he was able to run abit faster. "Wheres the rest of the squad sarge?" asked Drake, breath coming in short bursts.
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 01:28
Then Steven's luck apparently ran out. As the tank backed up, a BMD landed a lucky shot and knocked out the tank's right tread. Realizing the tank could go nowhere except in circles, the driver called up to Steven. "I'm ditiching. You'd best do the same unless you'd like to be eating gulag for the rest of the war!" With that, the driver got out under a hail of machinegun bullets, sprinting to a nearby wreaked car for cover.

Steven lifted himself up and rolled off the turret in a puddle of mud. From there, he jolted up and ran towards the car, just as it exploded from a missile hit. He quickly looked down the street. It was barren, save for the buildings on the sides, corpses, and splinters. "Oh shit," he though, "Time for a Hail Mary."
Californion
16-07-2008, 01:33
"Look! He's running!"
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 01:33
As Drake looked back to make sure Stevens tank was following, he noticed the following explosion. "Oh shit." he muttered. "Stevens tank was just hit in the tread! They're ditching! Oh shit!" he said to Sarge, as he turned and put down the wounded against a wall. "I'm gonna get a smoke grenade out there." He said, as he ran up the street, and pulled out a smoke grenade.
Californion
16-07-2008, 01:37
"Gahhh..." Stan said as he put down his wounded, took out his RPK and caught up to Drake. "Go!" He yelled as he cocked his gun and began fireing.
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 01:37
Steven had no cover, save for the abandoned tank hulk. Checking to make sure he had everything, his rifle, bag of souveniors, and ammo, he worked up the courage to run. He wasn't a religious man, but this was a situation where he would need all the help he could get. "Dear God, please protect me throught these next few moments. I'll need it." With that, a smoke grenade exploded in front of him, and he knew it was now or never.
Californion
16-07-2008, 01:40
"RUN STEVE, RUN!" Stan yelled, taking down two pursuing Soviets with RPK fire. "JUST A LITTLE FARTHER!" This was a lie; the entire street was ahead of him. Still, he needed all the help he could get.
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 01:41
"Run Steven! We'll give you cover!" With that, Drake took out his pistol, and began firing. He hoped his smoke would give cover, because if it didn't, there'd litteraly be hell to pay.
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 01:42
Steven took off like an Olympic sprinter, completely ignoring the pain in his arm. Soviets started materializing through the smoke, but were quickly gunned down by friendlies. "Only a little bit farther", he kept telling himself, "Only a little bit farther."
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 01:44
"OH SHIT! IT"S A FUCKING TANK! HOLY SHIT! Holy mother of God, Steve, RUN!!!!!!!" WIth that, he slapped another clip into the TT30 and continued firing as much as he could.
Californion
16-07-2008, 01:52
Casting his eyes about, Stan noticed a loaded RPG sitting nearby. Dropping his RPK, he ran over, picked it up, and fired it at the tank.
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 01:58
From behind the gray cloud a tank materialized, bringing it's barrel and coax turrets to bear on Steven. Although Steven didn't see it, his ears told him what he needed. "Things just keep getting worse, don't they?" He thought to himself as he measured the distance to the nearest house in case he need to lunge for cover. "Only a few more yards," he said to himself as the distance between him and his comrades decreased.
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 01:58
"Nice shot. Run Steve! We don't want to clean up any more messes!" Yelled out Drake, grabbing another smoke genade. Despite being in a town, the smoke was being quickly blown away. He lobbed it a little bit in front of Steve, so that it would give him the most protection instead of the Soviets.
The Soviets kept coming at them, numbering more than they could possibly hold. A squad sized group had formed from other retreating troops, and gave Steve cover, while trying to cover their own asses. One of them found a light machine gun, and set it up in the middle of the street.
"Give it here, I am almost out of ammo." Said Drake to the soldier, as he ran over.
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 02:14
The tank exploded, as did the guns in front of him. Bullets wizzed past, but all were careful to miss him. He was yards away from his comrades, within reach of a Hail Mary dive.
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 02:37
"Hurry it up! We gotta get outta here!
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 02:51
Steven dove just as the ground underneath him exploded. He went flying through the air, over a burnt out car and landing in the mud on the other side. He had made it. He had accomplished what many would think impossible. He had run from a tank up a barren, coverless road under enemy fire, and had survived intact (besides his arm of course). He sat there leaning his back up against the car, completely dazed by waht had just happened. It was a few moments before his head cleared, and by that time, the real momentiousness of what he had jsut done overwhelmed him.
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 02:58
Drake quickly hurried over to Steve, pulling out his gauze as he went. He quickly bandaged the arm. "You lucky SOB. You made it!" With that, he hurried over to the two wounded and slung them up onto his shulders. Lets get outta here! We're gone five minutes ago!" With that Drake began walking off, with the machinegun slung across his front, when he noticed a large van, in a side street. He quickly checked the gas, which was full, and tried the engine. It worked! "I found a van! Get in!" Yelled Drake to his fellow soldiers, as he got into the van and began turning it around to go full out, and into the street.

OOC: We should wai for Californion to get back
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 03:09
Drake quickly hurried over to Steve, pulling out his gauze as he went. He quickly bandaged the arm. "You lucky SOB. You made it!" With that, he hurried over to the two wounded and slung them up onto his shulders. Lets get outta here! We're gone five minutes ago!" With that Drake began walking off, with the machinegun slung across his front, when he noticed a large van, in a side street. He quickly checked the gas, which was full, and tried the engine. It worked! "I found a van! Get in!" Yelled Drake to his fellow soldiers, as he got into the van and began turning it around to go full out, and into the street.

OOC: We should wai for Californion to get back

OOC: Yea. We should wait. The running was fun. Reminded me so much of Forrest Gump.
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 03:10
OOC:I liked that movie. It was good. Wonder if it was a semi true story.... The running part was fun ;)
Californion
16-07-2008, 03:13
OOC: I have returned!!!

Stan carefully loaded the four wounded men into the van. "Drive on" he said.
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 03:14
"I don't like being man handled!" Steven said, semi-sarcastically. "I can help myself!"

OOC: Yea, the movie was awesome. Probably my favorite movie of all time, save the movie Twister and Field of Dreams.
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 03:16
OOC:It's alive!

IC:"I'm going I'm going. Stop acting like my Mom!" Said Drake jokingly, as he began to put the petal to the metal.
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 03:18
OOC:It's alive!

IC:"I'm going I'm going. Stop acting like my Mom!" Said Drake jokingly, as he began to put the petal to the metal.

OOC: I never knew cars had petals! lol
Californion
16-07-2008, 03:19
Stan crouched by the back window and knocked out the glass. He set up his RPK in the window hole and reloaded it. "I'll cover the back. Steve, you are going to get the freaking Medal of Honor and the Purple Heart man! That is the impossible thing!"

OOC: Run Forrest Run!! This RP would make a good movie.
And Daiwiz, about the name..... I have none.
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 03:21
OOC: Yea, it would make a great movie. "The Company"
Californion
16-07-2008, 03:23
OOC: I am going to write it. Who knows? It may become famous. I mean, it has alot of personalities.
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 03:23
OOC:Yeah, i thought they had throtles like airbuses! I'm putting it as those who aren't here, are the soldiers i picked up.

IC:As the van sped out of the corner, Drake let out a scream of joy, for they were gettiing outta dodge. "Set up the mg in the window if you please." He said to Carl, "If you don't mind sir. My driving probably won't let them hit us, since I failed all the testing, but we could use some cover." He said as he almost crashed into a building. "YAHOOOOOOO!" He screamed as he sped the squad outta dodge. "Hey sarge, you owe us a few drinks! But for now they are on the owner." He said as he passed back a wooden crate of wine.
Californion
16-07-2008, 03:25
Stan barely grabbed the nearest handle before he almost flew out the window. His RPK in one hand, his body dangling out the window, he yelled one thing: "WOOOHOOOOO!!!!!!"
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 03:27
"HAHA! Stick this is in your cigarettes commies!" He yelled out, as he chucked a grenade behind him. It was his last smoke grenade. "Hey a box cigars!" Drake said as he grabbed one. "Anybody?"

OOC: perhaps i should use this to make one of my army man movies.
Californion
16-07-2008, 03:29
Stan yelled as loud as he could so he could be heard. "No, but can someone get me INTO THE VAN NOW!!!! I AM TIRED OF DANGLING OUT OF THE WINDOW!!!!!!!"
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 03:32
OOC: I am going to write it. Who knows? It may become famous. I mean, it has alot of personalities.
OOC: Yea, I agree. Good luck with writing it. I'll help if there's anything you need.

Stan yelled as loud as he could so he could be heard. "No, but can someone get me INTO THE VAN NOW!!!! I AM TIRED OF DANGLING OUT OF THE WINDOW!!!!!!!"

Steven grabbed Stan by the pants with his good arm and forced him inwards. "What year is the wine?"
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 03:33
"Hey sarge! How about that! Don't you just love the wind in your hair? Steve could you get 'im in here? We would cause too much paper work for everyone!" Said Drake as he bit down on his cigar, with a great grin. "Seems like," He glanced at the year," 1912. Very good stuff I'd say. Hey! A bottle of whiskey! Perfect for this! Seems like my long lost cousin doesn't have bad taste!"
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 03:36
"I hate to burst everyone's bubble, but what about the rest of our company? In our eagerness to escape, it appears we've lost the main column. I hope we don't get overrun while we're alone. But then again, hand me the grape juice!"
Californion
16-07-2008, 03:45
"Don't worry, we have our French, British, Soviet, and another American freind in this car! Then again, they are wounded...."
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 03:47
OOC:alrighty then. Don't forget, I picked up the other people who are having poblems, and are putting them as NPCs for now.

IC:"Ok sarge. It's a bit stronger than grape juice, but close enough. If we can get to the outpost, we can warn 'em." He makes a hard right sending everyone, and everything against the side of the van. "Seems I've gotten better than when i did my testing! I haven't hit anything yet! Anyone got a light? Ahwell, better not to smoke I guess." He continues to drive like a drunk, until he hits a bump in the road. They were flying about 1 1/2 meters in the air, when they came down with a thump. "Better than the school bus eh?"
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 04:21
"Guess so" Steven said, unpacking his bag of sounveniors. "Sorry, no light."
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 04:24
"No problem."

OOC:Lets wait for the old sarge ;)
Falkasia
16-07-2008, 04:46
OOC: I actually need to get to bed, so this wil lbe my last post. I'l lsee you guys tommorrow.
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 05:18
OOC: same here. is 12:20 in the morning rofl. Wel g'night and don't let the bed bugs bite! Will be back in about 11 hours.
Belschaft
16-07-2008, 14:40
OOC- sos for absence. It looks like i'm in a diferent timezone to you lot. To explain Carl's silence he is curently concused and deaf (temporairly) due to the being near a rocket when it blew up. He can walk, but isn't really in a mood for talkiong. By the time the next IC post comes up he'll be better though.
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 20:54
OOC:okay then. I'm in the GTA canada, so I almost certainly am in a different timezone.
Daiwiz
16-07-2008, 22:42
((bump))
Belschaft
17-07-2008, 01:35
OOC- give it time Daiwiz. Timeee--eeee! (In creepy voice)
Sarahani
17-07-2008, 14:59
OOC: Crap, i've been off in MMO Land, what have i missed? John hid as soon as the shooting started, so he's back where the fight initially started.
Belschaft
17-07-2008, 15:13
OOC- I'd recomend you retcon what your guy did in an OOC post like me. Otherwise enjoy your POW camp.
Sarahani
17-07-2008, 15:53
OOC: A ghillie suit does wonders for a guy hiding in some bushes... Besides, you guys haven't explained exactly where we are and all, i'm kind of Brain dead from attempting to read the posts.
Falkasia
17-07-2008, 18:02
OOC: A ghillie suit does wonders for a guy hiding in some bushes... Besides, you guys haven't explained exactly where we are and all, i'm kind of Brain dead from attempting to read the posts.

OOC: Welcome to my world!
Daiwiz
17-07-2008, 18:29
OOC<-----agrees with Falk. I had it as all those who haven't been here became NPCs until they got back. You are in the van with my crazy driving unless you got launched out the window rofl. We are heading to the aid post back aways, to warn them and try to escape. I'v been shot three times, and Steve once in the arm. I have a machine gun that i 'borrowed'. There is a box of wine, and a box of cigars, and 3 bottles of good whiskey.
Sarahani
17-07-2008, 18:42
OOC: I'd go with dawiz on this, actually, But we should dump the luxuries.

"If we go over another bump you WILL pass out from blood loss, i'm taking the wheel, move over." Said john, grabbing the wheel and steadying the car.
Daiwiz
17-07-2008, 18:46
"Hey!" exclaimed Drake as John took the wheel. "I was driving fine! I didn't hit anything, or anyone yet!" He sits there looking dejected as he chews on the cigar.
Californion
17-07-2008, 18:55
Stan glanced at Drake. "Yeah, Drake, you need medical attention soon."
Daiwiz
17-07-2008, 19:01
OOC:i patched myself up, since im the local medic. I got clipped on the scalp, the leg, and the shoulder. All flesh wounds.

IC:"What do you think the gauze is?! Tank! Tank, take a right! No your other right!"
Falkasia
17-07-2008, 19:28
Steven looked out the rear window at a dust cloud approaching. "Hey...hey guys, are we supposed to have someone following us?"

OOC: Hey, try reading all the car posts while listening to this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CwIvBNsSywQ).
Daiwiz
17-07-2008, 20:14
OOC:rofl. I could. Try listening to this http://www.playordownload.com/listen.php?src=esnips&name=Noisecontrollers%20-%20In%20The%20Marine.mp3&file=6d684953-c50d-4a26-a6fb-442c007585e7. is very simple beleive it or not :). also i put it as the tank is coming out in front of us

IC:As the tank began to bring it's gun to bear, Soviets began to run around the corner, firing as they went. They were swerving eradicly, until a Soviet popped out from a building holding an RPG, and fired. Drake grabbed the wheel, and swerved the van, almost hitting a wall. He aimed for the Soviet, who dumped the RPG and ran back into the building looking fearful. A tank shot hit the ground in front of them, blasting chunks of cobblestone towards them. A small peice hit Drake in the head, making him see spots.
Falkasia
17-07-2008, 20:56
"SHIT! Get us out of here Drake!" Steven called, as the dust cloud in the rear grew larger and materialized into a column of UAZ Jeeps. "They're trying to box us in!"
Californion
17-07-2008, 21:08
"Well then, let them try." Stan took out an RPG he brought with him into the van, and aimed it at the nearest UAZ. "Yeah, take that sucker!" He yelled as the Jeep blew. "Uh oh...." Stan said as he watched some Soviets climb into the machine guns on top of the UAZs. "Uhhhh....... DRIVE DRAKE, DRIVE!!!!"
Falkasia
17-07-2008, 21:54
"Right turn, RIGHT HERE!!" Steven yelled at Drake as one of the UAZs approached the left side of the van. "They're gonna ram us!!"
Californion
17-07-2008, 22:01
OOC: That song Back in Black is what I want to play in this scene if this ever becomes a movie. I am having problems with the camp scene.

Stan cocked the RPD Machine Gun and fired it out the back window. The engine of one UAZ blew, forcing the UAZ to crash into a building. He then ducked as a burst of machinegun fire came into the van. He then saw the escape route. "That bridge! Go their!" Perfect for my "secret weapon" he thought, taking out a timed C4 charge.
Falkasia
17-07-2008, 22:07
OOC: That song Back in Black is what I want to play in this scene if this ever becomes a movie. I am having problems with the camp scene.

Stan cocked the RPD Machine Gun and fired it out the back window. The engine of one UAZ blew, forcing the UAZ to crash into a building. He then ducked as a burst of machinegun fire came into the van. He then saw the escape route. "That bridge! Go their!" Perfect for my "secret weapon" he thought, taking out a timed C4 charge.

OOC: How so?

"They're still coming!" Steven said as the column of UAZs swirved around the wreak and continued to gain on the van. Suddenly, the muzzles of the machineguns flashed, riddling the car with bullets. Steven had barely pulled Stan down to the floor before the back windows and upper door were peppered with bullet holes.
Californion
17-07-2008, 22:14
OOC: 1. Go to bridge
2. Start timer on charge and through like big grenade.
3. Bridge=Boom. UAZs=AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.....(Kersplash)

IC: "Thanks man. Owe you, what, like 5 now?" Stan turned to see the bridge blow by. "Missed the turn. Oh well." Stan set the charge to 10 seconds and threw it out the window at the UAZs. He was rewarded by a big explosion. "That'll slow them down.
Falkasia
17-07-2008, 22:17
OOC: 1. Go to bridge
2. Start timer on charge and through like big grenade.
3. Bridge=Boom. UAZs=AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.....(Kersplash)

OOC: No, I mean what are you having trouble in in the camp scene. I know how C4 works. I blew out my house's front bedroom with it once.
Californion
17-07-2008, 23:57
OOC: I can't seem to pick wich part to cut out.
Falkasia
18-07-2008, 00:10
OOC: I can't seem to pick wich part to cut out.

OOC: Do the whole thing then. I know, easier said than done, but hey. If you can't decide then, that's always the best way to go.
Sarahani
18-07-2008, 01:32
John walked to the back, pulled the pin on a grenade, waited five seconds, and tossed it into a UAZ's window, causing a action-movie satisfying explosion as the gas tank went up in a fiery explosion.

"Gentlemen, I'd like you to meet Rambo: WW3 Part 1." He said, cocking his AK and firing at the oncoming jeeps.
Daiwiz
18-07-2008, 01:33
OOC:maybe you write the movie, and i write the book? Sorry, my dad needed computer, and iv been making falks aircraft all day. *fans self*Anyways, I should take the *hot* seat? Nice blowing up your bedroom rofl.

IC:"I'm driving, I'm driving." Says Drake calm, as Rambo. "Perhaps you could use this?" Drake passes back the 50 cal he had been lugging around like a sack of potatoes. "Hey! Another turn off, maybe you have some more C4? We could use it up there." Says Drake as he eye balls a particularly weak, and damaged building, right in their path.
"I felt the heat from that," Astonishes Drake, as a tank from down the street fires at them, but he swerved in time. "It wasn'tlike a bubble bath, I'll tell yah that!" A UAZ began to pull up along side them, but he quickly turns right, slamming the enemy jeep into a chine shop. "I'm not cleaning that up."
Falkasia
18-07-2008, 01:41
OOC: My brain hurts tonight. I don't think I'll be posting again until tommorrow morning.
Daiwiz
18-07-2008, 02:19
OOC:mine does to from making your plane, but do i let that stop me? NO! stuck it up! Be a man! rofl sorry. I'm exhausted from your plane lol.
Sarahani
18-07-2008, 02:56
((Is that a .50 MG or .50 Sniper?))
Daiwiz
18-07-2008, 02:57
((mg hehe))
Falkasia
18-07-2008, 03:07
OOC:mine does to from making your plane, but do i let that stop me? NO! stuck it up! Be a man! rofl sorry. I'm exhausted from your plane lol.

OOC: LOL, sure. My head might spontaniously combust and/or implode if your not careful. lol
Daiwiz
18-07-2008, 03:23
((why?))
Daiwiz
18-07-2008, 04:36
((bump))
Falkasia
18-07-2008, 04:49
OOC: Sorry, my head exploded. I had to lay down for a while while it put itself back together.
Daiwiz
18-07-2008, 05:15
OOC:rofl ok. I will be back in 12 hours because we are switching internets, and i have to go to sleep. G'night adn good luck Falk.
Falkasia
18-07-2008, 05:27
OOC: Thanks. My head is still putting itself back together, but at least I can think straight now. My other post was just lucky everything wasn't gibberish.
Sarahani
18-07-2008, 15:30
((Are we aiming out the back?))
Daiwiz
18-07-2008, 16:03
((both back, and windows. A few are drving up along side of us. I mostly just ram those though :)))
Sarahani
18-07-2008, 16:35
John sets up the .50 Machine gun, propping it on a small pole, and began firing on the UAZ's. He popped the tire on one, and it hit another, spinning both into a small patch of trees.
Daiwiz
18-07-2008, 16:38
As Drake kept driving like a drunk, the front of a tank began to materalize, out of a side street. "Uh guys we'v got company. A BLOODY TANK TO OUR FRONT! AAAAAHHHH!!!!" He screamed as he tried to get every last bit of speed out of the van. They weren't going to make it.
Sarahani
18-07-2008, 16:52
"Oh S**T!" Yelled John, dropping the .50 and drawing his pistol, he then jumped out the back, straight into a UAZ's driver, killing him and breaking the driver's seat, making it a deathbed of sorts. Slamming the pedal down, he quickly gained speed.
Californion
18-07-2008, 17:11
Stan say his chance. A motercycle Soviet was drving by. He jumped, slamming into him, took his motercycle and burnt the rubber.
Sarahani
18-07-2008, 18:09
John threw the body out the window, and sped onward.
Belschaft
18-07-2008, 20:09
OOC- Wow. Just wow. Yeah in real life you would all be dead. Man you guys have death wishes. Plus love the soviet tanks spawing behind NATO lines as well. Anyway, I am lost and confused. I will wait either for act three or for this to calm down before posting IC. Wichever comes first.