NationStates Jolt Archive


The Dragon Among Bears (Open, Military Character RP).

United Cationan States
24-10-2008, 00:45
The snow covering New Siberia, a state in Cationa, was thick as usaul, about a few centimetres tall. Of course, the Rugovan 209th Army destroyed the natural beauty in the land, with about 25,000 troops preparing for the assault on the Petrovich Oil Field. Their country's communist government had sucked their economy dry, requiring invasion to save them from certain doom.

Nathen James, a vetern of these wars against Rugova, was lying on his belly on a cliff, a couple of hundred metres from the facisti. He was aiming down the sights of Caledonia 18, a deadly sniper rifle from Cationa. He was dressed in a thick, fur winter coat, with a brown winter hat, along with other equipment. He was looking for one of the officers. The privates were like him back in 1980; The Rossiya State Conflict. They were conscripts. Killing them was worthless, but getting the CA .77 bullet through a colonel's head was always important.

He crawled slightly right, to make room for the 22-year-old Michael Roberts, a young captain, but deadly with a Defcom .66, or so General Michael Williams of the 99th had told him. The Cationan Army was doing quite well, better than the conscription times, anyway.

"GREEN SCOUT, hold your fire," ordered James. "I think we got some Alvin or Williams."

Alvin meant 'generals' in code. 'Williams' was Heros of Rugova.

((OOC: You can join this here as (I'm suggesting) a commanding officer in my military, your nation's military, a normal soldier in either army, a commanding officer in the Rugovan Army, or so on. Please join, I think this here has some potential.
Ralkovia
24-10-2008, 01:45
(I'll join)

General Josh Frenad
Commanding officer in the rugovan army
United Cationan States
24-10-2008, 10:54
((OOC: Acceted. This is both threads, so RP here and sign up here. I'll create an OOC thread later. By the way, I'll be playing as Harry Collins, the young never-say-die marine.))
IC:

Harry Collins checked his assault rifle, the B17, was fully loaded, along with the grenade launcher. He was wearing snow white United Cationan States Marine Corps clothing, with a winter fur coat, along with a ear flapped brown hat with fur on the inside. He had brown boats reaching up to nearly his knees, with the white, furry trousers he wore. Under all this, he had one slim, insulator piece of clothing, then his last layer was Kevlar armour, along with all the other marines.

The MN-66 Songbird, Cationa's version of the Sea Knight, touched down on the ground, or rather the snow. The doors opened and he rushed out, looking around at the massive, snow covered forest. It was beatifully stunning, and the oil and gold here would bring this place's beauty into economics.

"Go! Collins, take Jenkins and NT through the left flank!" ordered Lt. William Chambers, taking several other soldiers towards the right flank of the forest. He could hear the other Songbirds' starting to arrive.

"Everybody on me!" instructed Collins, as he started running through the left side of the forest, then, after about half an hour, breaking into a crawl.