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Postby New Roman Empire » Sat Oct 13, 2012 11:51 am

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Commander John Brackmen
7 AM
Washington D.C, USA
Alliance Military command building


Commander John Brackmen had just been promoted to commander for his last mission. He held an Alliance supply depot from Rebel and Raider combined assault. The skirmishes have been starting to wear down the Alliance; the largest of the four factions. Europe was under Alliance control, but war is starting between the rebel and raider combined forces and the Alliance and Empire. The Empire usually didn’t care too much about the rebels or raiders till an important supply lane was taken by the rebels. The Empire was now calling on the Alliance to help them out. John didn’t trust the Empire. They were under the control of a dictator that called himself an emperor. Hundreds of Imperial citizens of the empire have been killed in the armed forces. Each day new recruits joined their military and only half of them would live to see their first year in the military or return alive.

John Brackmen was a commando and leader of Shadow Company an elite group of commandos given the best training and equipment and even some experimental gear as well. Shadow Company has only 50 people and they work in teams of 4. But John Brackmen had requested a soldier by the name of James Scaletta he had just been in the Alliance military for only 3 years, but so far his record has been good. But it was a request and Scaletta could decline the request if he wanted to.

John entered the room of the building where he was told to report to for a briefing on the mission for helping the empire get their supply lane back The supply line has been blockaded by Rebel and Raider forces the city is Vladivostok. General Grimson, a respected Alliance General that has served on the front lines during the forming of the Alliance. He motioned for Brackmen to sit down in a chair. The room smelled of smoke and you could see Grimson had a cigar in his hand. The smoke filled the room. John almost was chocking on the smoke but managed to keep it under control. He hated the smell of cigars; it seemed to get him a headache if he inhaled too much of the smoke.“Commander Brackmen, as you know, we have been requested by the Empire to help them reclaim an important supply chain to them. This mission will have Shadow Company and a possible Imperial regiment there to assist you as well. That will be all Commander, get your men ready,” said Grimson.

“Sir yes sir!” Exclaimed John as he did a salute and left the room. He got on his com link to Shadow Company’s base and told them, “Get the company ready to move out, the supply lane is at Vladivostok the rebels and raiders have blockaded the harbor. I want to leave in two hours.” Then he ended the call and left the building to get into his car and head back to the base.
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Postby The Russian People » Sat Oct 13, 2012 6:24 pm

James was asleep in a bunk at the military base,while everyone else was up and moving.He had set an alarm overnight,but his friends,Private Kyle Robbins and Corporal Dave Mayhew,had turned the alarm off as a joke.He woke up by himself......4 hours late.He saw it was unplugged,and yelled,"Mayhew! Robbins! I'm gonna wring your necks!" Laughter erupted from the two,and James couldn't hold himself back,and laughed with them.Kyle approached him and said,"Oh,and ya got a request from someone to join Shadow Company." He grabbed the message from Kyle and said,"Oh my gosh.This....is.....SWEET!"
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Postby Zeinbrad » Sun Oct 14, 2012 5:56 am

Walker was humming a song as he brushed his teeth. he spit the white toothpaste and got dressed. After he put on a blue plaid shirt and blue jeans he got his camera, notepads,ballpoint pen and paper to draw and went outside. He went to the mess hall to grab a bite to eat. he got a hot dog and some soda and got eating. after he was finished eating he went outside the mess hall and started taking photos of the soldiers and base.
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Postby Slavatainia » Sun Oct 14, 2012 9:33 am

Vladivostok was busy. Vladimir had reported to the port to investigate any useful supplies in the warehouses. Unfortunately when he entered one warehouse, a heated argument was in action.

"God is real!"
One man yelled in Russian.
"Where is the fucking proof?"
One man replied in the same language. The Christian charged at the man tackling him on the cold, hard floor. Vladimir knew this argument had been going on for quite a while if someone was this mad. He had no idea what to do. A gun shot was heard, but it wasn't from any of the men. It was from a man who appeared to have high authority, he shot the ceiling. The men seemed to stop, dumbfounded at what the officer had done.
"You two! With me!"
The officer commanded with a rough bark. The two men followed the officer, disgusted at themselves.

"You,"
He directed at Vladimir.
"The man opening the cargo container will be here in."
He mentioned, leaving with the men.

Vladimir sat near the corner of the warehouse. He didn't get much sleep last night and he had a few minutes for a power nap until the man came. He leaned his rifle against the wall, got in a comfortable position, and closed his eyes.
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Postby Treko » Sun Oct 14, 2012 12:11 pm

Sergeant Major Fredrik Tor Jørgensen
Moscow, Russia
Joint Force Operations building


The briefing hall was large and was holding the imperial strike force that was going to retake the supply chain, "Hurry up, we've got to brief you on the upcoming mission!" shouted an officer who walked onto the stage and stood behind a metal podium. "As you know, the rebels have taken a key supply point and we need to retake it. This may seem bad but our great Empire has asked the alliance for assistance in this operation." said the officer who looked at the mass of soldiers who gave a long moan in disappointment "Shut it! Sergeant Major Jørgensen you'll be leading the team in this operation." ordered the officer as he left the stage through a side door. After the officer left, Fredrik stood up from his chair and looked at the men "You heard the officer! Let's head out!" Fredrik shouted as he left the briefing hall and headed towards the armory.

As Fredrik made his way to the armory he watched imperial troops run from the armory towards the drop ship pads, the armory was filled with every weapon known to the Alliance and the Empire, but Fredrik still chose a Empire assault rifle. The weight of the assault rifle in Fredrik's hands felt nice, after inspecting the assault rifle, Fredrik grabbed his helmet and slid it on before leaving to the drop ship pads. The heat at the drop ship pads would be unbearable but thanks to imperial armor it felt like a mild 70 degrees, as Fredrik neared one of the drop ships he pressed a button on the side of his helmet and the blast shield visor quickly clamped down.

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Postby New Roman Empire » Sun Oct 14, 2012 12:47 pm

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8 PM
Commander John Brackmen
CO of Shadown Company
Vladivostok, Russia


Shadow Company had left hours ago and were now landing at the port via drop ship. Commander Brackmen was in his armor. A air tube in the back of teh helment would fed air into the helment. The armor was air tight so no gas could get into the armor. John had a Z12-Parston Assault rifle and a R23 heavy pistol at his side. He check the scanner to see how the air conditions were. Russia didnt have the cleanest air. The Alliance had the best air qaulity for years that they adapted to it. Air within the air barrior a invention that kept the clean air in. Now they would get sick and catch a new sickness that evovled in the Alliance called Lungcolap which can kill anyone that has it due to it colapses the lungs.

The scanner showed a high level up Co2 in the air. Brackmen got on the comms, "Helments on now, eta 10 seconds till LZ." Said John as he stuck his helment on. He turned the helment and a click signaled the helment was air tight. Then the sitrep system came online and gave a detailed image of the harbor lay out and where the rebel ships were. The pilot signaled the green light and the Alliance forces stood up and got near the doors as they opened revealing a bunch of Imperial forces were ready. Commander Brackmen walked up to a soldier and said, "Take me to your CO."
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Postby Treko » Sun Oct 14, 2012 1:28 pm

Sergeant Major Fredrik Tor Jørgensen
Vladivostok, Russia
8 PM
CO of Imperial Forces


"ETA 30 seconds! Prepare for arrival!" shouted the drop ship pilot who turned the drop ship into a tight turn, as the drop ship came in for a landing, Fredrik pulled a fresh magazine off the side of his belt and loaded it into his Imperial bullpup assault rifle. "Make sure your suit is air tight!" Fredrik ordered as he clicked a button on the side of his helmet which made a hissing sound, as Fredrik looked over the port his helmet began to scan the buildings and the environment. "Disembark! We'll provide over watch for you sergeant major." the pilot shouted over the radio as he watched a couple of Imperial troops jump off from the side window "Thanks!" Fredrik quickly replied before grabbing his bullpup assault and jumping off the drop ship and making his way to the command center.

The command center was filled to the brim with Imperial soldiers and Alliance soldiers, as Fredrik neared the command center he began pushing Imperial and Alliance soldiers out of the way until he reached the front where an Alliance soldier who was asking for the CO. "I'm the CO. I'm Sergeant Major Jørgensen and the attack is ready." said Fredrik as he nudged Brackmen out of the way and activated the holo-map "I hope you looked over this map and observed the attack plans because we will not be going over this again." said Fredrik as he looked over the men.

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Postby New Roman Empire » Sun Oct 14, 2012 1:48 pm

Treko wrote:Sergeant Major Fredrik Tor Jørgensen
Vladivostok, Russia
8 PM
CO of Imperial Forces


"ETA 30 seconds! Prepare for arrival!" shouted the drop ship pilot who turned the drop ship into a tight turn, as the drop ship came in for a landing, Fredrik pulled a fresh magazine off the side of his belt and loaded it into his Imperial bullpup assault rifle. "Make sure your suit is air tight!" Fredrik ordered as he clicked a button on the side of his helmet which made a hissing sound, as Fredrik looked over the port his helmet began to scan the buildings and the environment. "Disembark! We'll provide over watch for you sergeant major." the pilot shouted over the radio as he watched a couple of Imperial troops jump off from the side window "Thanks!" Fredrik quickly replied before grabbing his bullpup assault and jumping off the drop ship and making his way to the command center.

The command center was filled to the brim with Imperial soldiers and Alliance soldiers, as Fredrik neared the command center he began pushing Imperial and Alliance soldiers out of the way until he reached the front where an Alliance soldier who was asking for the CO. "I'm the CO. I'm Sergeant Major Jørgensen and the attack is ready." said Fredrik as he nudged Brackmen out of the way and activated the holo-map "I hope you looked over this map and observed the attack plans because we will not be going over this again." said Fredrik as he looked over the men.


Commander John Brackmen
Vladivostok, Russia
8 PM


"I know the plan, the Alliance forces will take the head on strike by water. We will then plant charges on the hulls." Then a image of the rebel ships appeared. "My team and brovo team will plant the charges near the boiler room and near the front of the ship to disable them. That will give the rest of the forces the time to get on board and do what they need to. My government wants to find out who or what the rebels are geting supplies from." Said John as he signaled for his men to get ready and board the boats. Then he changed the image to a lay out of the ship. "Ok, there are stairs on the deck and on deck 2 that leads to the cargo hold, which is where we shoudl find what we are looking for." Said John.

"I know you dont like the Alliance, but with out this supply lane, the empire is dead in the water in a few years. Plus you know you that the empire is in trouble if we fail. So lets put our difrences aside and get this job done and then we are gone." Said John as he walked out of the room and waited for James to get to the harbor. John looked at the scanner, rebel patrols are in the water now great, this will make it harder.
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Postby The Russian People » Sun Oct 14, 2012 3:05 pm

1 Hour Ago
James was getting in the company's armor that had been sent to him.He had spent the last half hour posing in the mirror at himself.He was doing another pose when Kyle walked in,"Hey! Posin' beauty..Ya gotta be at a harbor in Russia ASAP." James stopped posing and started out the door.Kyle said as he went by,"Don't break a nail." James gave him the finger as he went out the door.The sound of Kyle laughing was heard through the hallway.

Present
The drop ship approached the dock,with only James in it.He had fallen asleep when the driver yelled back,"Yo! Wake up! You're dropping in 10 seconds!" James quickly stood up as the door dropped.He exited the large vehicle and walked up to a soldier(John) and said,"Ehh,do you know where I can find Captain John Brackmen?"
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Postby New Roman Empire » Sun Oct 14, 2012 3:18 pm

The Russian People wrote:1 Hour Ago
James was getting in the company's armor that had been sent to him.He had spent the last half hour posing in the mirror at himself.He was doing another pose when Kyle walked in,"Hey! Posin' beauty..Ya gotta be at a harbor in Russia ASAP." James stopped posing and started out the door.Kyle said as he went by,"Don't break a nail." James gave him the finger as he went out the door.The sound of Kyle laughing was heard through the hallway.

Present
The drop ship approached the dock,with only James in it.He had fallen asleep when the driver yelled back,"Yo! Wake up! You're dropping in 10 seconds!" James quickly stood up as the door dropped.He exited the large vehicle and walked up to a soldier(John) and said,"Ehh,do you know where I can find Captain John Brackmen?"


John turned around and met a soldier face to face. "Its Commander Brackmen and I am John Brackmen." Said John as he looked into the soldiers eyes. "So I guess your James, well I imaged someone with a few battle scars on their face." Chuckled John as he again looked at the new soldier. The world was about to go dark. The sun was just barly still in the sky, the sunset is a sight to behold from any location. John turned back to James, "get ready, we are about to head out and plant the charges, you will be on my squad, also be ready for initation when we get back. You wont be ready for it at all." Chuckled John as he got into his boat.

John got on the comms and said, "Guys, the rookie is here take it easy on him and dont shoot if you see him coming at your running." Chuckled JOhn. The only reason John was acting this way was the new member wasnt initaited into the company yet, he was a transfer and that had no respect in the company. "Here, take the Z12-Parston Assault rife, its the standered issued weapon for Shadow Company." Said John as he tossed a extra Parston to James. John got on the comms again, "Imperials, we are moving out start your attack and we will have the charges ready and set." Then John switched channels, "All forces move to your objectives, sooner we do this the sooner we go home." Said John.
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Postby The Russian People » Sun Oct 14, 2012 3:54 pm

James felt like a dumbass,not only did he ask the man where he was,but he got the man's rank wrong too.Fortunately,his party boy attitude would get rid of the embarrassment quickly. After John stated about the "initiation",James got a grin on his face and yelled,"Wooooo! Sounds great,dude!" He then stuck his fist out for a fist bump.
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Postby Treko » Sun Oct 14, 2012 4:01 pm

Sergeant Major Fredrik Tor Jørgensen
Vladivostok, Russia
8:30 PM
CO of Imperial Forces


Fredrik watched as Commander Brackmen gave the order for his Alliance troops to move out, as the Alliance soldiers made their way to the ship, Fredrik switched to a private Imperial channel "This is Sergeant Major Jørgensen. As you could here from the quick briefing from the Alliance they want to capture these rebel scum, I say no. Your orders are to kill any rebel you find and dispose of any captured." ordered Fredrik as he cocked his bullpup assault rifle and made his way to the rebel ship with his team. "Hold your position here." ordered Fredrik as he ducked behind a cargo container "Squad 1 and 2 blow a hole in that ship an advance. Squad 3,4 and 5 provide covering fire and advance when squads 1 and 2 are inside the ship." Fredrik ordered as he watched the first two squads launch missiles at the side of the ship.

Explosions rocked the port as the missiles hit the side of the rebel ship, as the smoke cleared a large hole could be seen on the side of the ship "Advance on that opening!" Fredrik shouted as he fired a couple rounds down towards the opening. As Fredrik and squads 1-2 advanced towards the opening the rest of the squads provided covering fire, the advance was a dangerous one as returning fire slammed into the ground in front of them or hit some poor soul.

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Postby Zeinbrad » Sun Oct 14, 2012 4:10 pm

Walker got off the dropship and adjusted his Blue Helmet. He got out one of his notepads and got to writing.After he got done writing he walked to Commander Brackman. 'whose squad am i'm going with." he asked. he got out his camera and went though the film. "Also can i get a interview later?"
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Postby New Roman Empire » Sun Oct 14, 2012 4:19 pm

The Russian People wrote:James felt like a dumbass,not only did he ask the man where he was,but he got the man's rank wrong too.Fortunately,his party boy attitude would get rid of the embarrassment quickly. After John stated about the "initiation",James got a grin on his face and yelled,"Wooooo! Sounds great,dude!" He then stuck his fist out for a fist bump.

OOC: Treko, the alliance wasnt taking captive, they were goint to go though the cargo on the ship to see if they could find a supply.

"You will be with me walker." Said John as he pulled James on board the boat and the boat towards the rebel ships. "Get your head in the game soldier, your record is the only reason you got here. So prove me that you can handle playing with the big boys," Said John as he loaded his Parston. John pulled out some ammo from a crate on the boat and tossed it to James. "Also switch to channel Alpha 1, its a private Alliance channel for Shadow Company. John switched ot Major Fredrik's personal channel. "Major, the charges are set, keep the cargo hold as intact as possible I want to see what they have on board and try to find a manifest list to see if a supplier is named." Said John as he set a small charge on the hull that was a foot about the water. "I am going though first then folow me." Said John.
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Postby Treko » Sun Oct 14, 2012 4:38 pm

New Roman Empire wrote:
The Russian People wrote:James felt like a dumbass,not only did he ask the man where he was,but he got the man's rank wrong too.Fortunately,his party boy attitude would get rid of the embarrassment quickly. After John stated about the "initiation",James got a grin on his face and yelled,"Wooooo! Sounds great,dude!" He then stuck his fist out for a fist bump.

OOC: Treko, the alliance wasnt taking captive, they were goint to go though the cargo on the ship to see if they could find a supply.

"You will be with me walker." Said John as he pulled James on board the boat and the boat towards the rebel ships. "Get your head in the game soldier, your record is the only reason you got here. So prove me that you can handle playing with the big boys," Said John as he loaded his Parston. John pulled out some ammo from a crate on the boat and tossed it to James. "Also switch to channel Alpha 1, its a private Alliance channel for Shadow Company. John switched ot Major Fredrik's personal channel. "Major, the charges are set, keep the cargo hold as intact as possible I want to see what they have on board and try to find a manifest list to see if a supplier is named." Said John as he set a small charge on the hull that was a foot about the water. "I am going though first then folow me." Said John.

Sergeant Major Fredrik Tor Jørgensen
Vladivostok, Russia
8:30 PM
CO of Imperial Forces


"I hear you loud and clear. We are already advancing on the ship through a hole we made." Fredrik replied as he let off another couple rounds at the rebels who were returning fire from inside the ship. As Fredrik and the first two squads neared the man made hole, they equipped a flash bang and a CQEMP grenade (Close quarters Electromagnetic pulse)and quickly tossed them in to the entrance. A large flash and a green light could be seen illuminating the inside of the ship, after a couple seconds, Fredrik entered the ship with the two squads and began to clear our the ship, as Fredrik turned a corner he saw a rebel stumble out from behind the wall and was covering his eyes in pain "Hostile spotted!" Fredrik shouted as he unloaded a couple rounds into the chest of the rebel. After checking the corpse of the rebel, Fredrik switched over to Commander Brackmen's personal channel "We are now clearing the inside of the ship, we have not cleared the cargo hold yet." said Fredrik as he looked behind and loaded a fresh magazine into his assault rifle.

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Postby New Roman Empire » Sun Oct 14, 2012 5:07 pm

Treko wrote:
New Roman Empire wrote:OOC: Treko, the alliance wasnt taking captive, they were goint to go though the cargo on the ship to see if they could find a supply.

"You will be with me walker." Said John as he pulled James on board the boat and the boat towards the rebel ships. "Get your head in the game soldier, your record is the only reason you got here. So prove me that you can handle playing with the big boys," Said John as he loaded his Parston. John pulled out some ammo from a crate on the boat and tossed it to James. "Also switch to channel Alpha 1, its a private Alliance channel for Shadow Company. John switched ot Major Fredrik's personal channel. "Major, the charges are set, keep the cargo hold as intact as possible I want to see what they have on board and try to find a manifest list to see if a supplier is named." Said John as he set a small charge on the hull that was a foot about the water. "I am going though first then folow me." Said John.

Sergeant Major Fredrik Tor Jørgensen
Vladivostok, Russia
8:30 PM
CO of Imperial Forces


"I hear you loud and clear. We are already advancing on the ship through a hole we made." Fredrik replied as he let off another couple rounds at the rebels who were returning fire from inside the ship. As Fredrik and the first two squads neared the man made hole, they equipped a flash bang and a CQEMP grenade (Close quarters Electromagnetic pulse)and quickly tossed them in to the entrance. A large flash and a green light could be seen illuminating the inside of the ship, after a couple seconds, Fredrik entered the ship with the two squads and began to clear our the ship, as Fredrik turned a corner he saw a rebel stumble out from behind the wall and was covering his eyes in pain "Hostile spotted!" Fredrik shouted as he unloaded a couple rounds into the chest of the rebel. After checking the corpse of the rebel, Fredrik switched over to Commander Brackmen's personal channel "We are now clearing the inside of the ship, we have not cleared the cargo hold yet." said Fredrik as he looked behind and loaded a fresh magazine into his assault rifle.


Commander John Brackmen
Vladivostok, Russia
8:31 PM


"Major, majority of the rebels are in the cargo hold, we breached the hull two minutes ago and are now being slowed down. That means a suppliers name is listed here. We need to get that name," Said John on the comms. John stood up and shot 5 rounds into a rebel's head and another short burst into a rebel's chest. "So any time you can get down here would be fucking great," Yelled John as he switched to the Shadow Company channel, "All squads get to my location, heavy resisitance and a suppliers name should be here, the resisitance is vary thick in the cargo hold." Said John as he moved up near the stairs and shot the three more rebels in the head and sent a sudden wave of panic though the rebels or so John thought. Then he got back on to the major's channel. "Major, we found the suppliers name, he is a ex Alliance commando I worked with years ago, acording to the list, he is stationed in the middle of the indian sea with a bunch of secruity, mainly raider and apprently the Red moon mercs are working with them as well." Said John as he heard a beeping sound. He quickly gave the order to run and he grabed the manifest list.

"Major there is a bomb on board, get your men off the ship now. We dont have time to defuse it." Said John then he switched to the Shadown Company channel. "All squads return to the dock, drop ships meet us at the rebel ships deck." Said John and then the bomb went off. Luckly the squad made it to a door that sealed almost but then water broke though the wall that had been damaged. "Major, get you men off the ship now, this whole ship is going to sink, we got evac coming from our drop ships, you still have your boats. Get out of here, there is ammo on this ship as well." Yelled John as he reached the second deck.
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Postby Zeinbrad » Sun Oct 14, 2012 5:22 pm

Walker fallowed Brackmen though the ship and took cover as he fought with the rebels. He was writing on his notepad when he heard about the bomb "The rebels are using a bomb?On there own ship? my viewers are going to love this." He then remembered that he had to take photos "Hold on i have to take pictures." He got out his Camera and took photos of the dead rebels and bullet holes He saw a gun he never saw on a rebel before and took a picture of that maybe someone was giving the rebels weapons. He picked it up and it was light like a assault rifle and held a 30 round magazine. He then remembered this assault rifle was used by Vordic suns private security company he turned to Brackmen "hey i got a assault rifle from thats belong to the Vordic sun"
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Treko
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Postby Treko » Sun Oct 14, 2012 5:30 pm

Sergeant Major Fredrik Tor Jørgensen
Vladivostok, Russia
8:31 PM
CO of Imperial Forces


"You got to be shitting me right now!" Fredrik shouted in Norwegian as he switched to the Imperial channel "Imperial forces evac the ship, it has a bomb aboard!" ordered Fredrik as he pushed some of his men towards the hole in the side of the ship. As Fredrik continued to see his men out of the ship he felt the explosions getting closer "If you don't get off of this ship fast enough I'm going to stick my foot up your ass's!" Fredrik shouted as he felt the force of the explosion sent him flying from the hole from the side of the ship. Flames could be seen from the ship and Fredrik flying into the air, the air quickly rushed by Fredrik as he slammed into a wooden crate on the port. "Sir! Sir are you okay!" shouted a couple of Imperials who dragged Fredrik from out of the wreckage of the wooden crate "I'm fine. Call the drop ships in for pick up." Fredrik moaned in pain as he sat up against a barrel and held his arm. As quickly as Fredrik sat up a medic was already checking him for damage "It looks like your suit sustained most of the damage sir. You'll be fine once your suit kicks in." said the medic as he pulled Fredrik to his feet, as Fredrik loaded a fresh magazine into his assault rifle he saw the drop ships coming in.

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Postby New Roman Empire » Sun Oct 14, 2012 5:46 pm

Commander John Brackmen
Vladivostok, Russia
8:31


John and his team has just barly made it off the ship alive. John got on the major's channel. "Major, all my men are acounted for, meet me at the command center in Vladivostok. So I can share some intel with you that you might find intresting," Said John as he noded to his squad which ment good job. He turned and looked at the reporter. "Well Walker, did you get enough information and images to put togeather a report?" Asked John as he examined the weapon that Walker picked up on the ship. John took a seat near the pilot and looked though the cockpit vew point. "We arent done here yet guys, we still will be here for a few more hours." Said John as he put his gun on safty.
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Postby Slavatainia » Sun Oct 14, 2012 5:47 pm

OOC:
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"Get up!" One solider said, shaking Vladimir wildly. Vladimir awoke confused. The explosions had startled him. He grabbed his rifle it, activated the charging handle, and watched it glow to life. At least fifteen men stood in the warehouse. A group of men had seen one man blown out of the ship, landing in a wooden crate. "You five, investigate that." A man of authority barked. "Kill them if you have to." He finished.

The five quickly ran on the port, their feet pounding the ground. They weren't taking any chances, no prisoners. The five gave no warnings, they fired their rifles at the men. Both Rebel and the Imperial forces had plenty of cover.
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Postby Zeinbrad » Sun Oct 14, 2012 5:58 pm

'i got enough to bad i didn't get any pictures of the empires guys but maybe next time." Walker said as he took photos of ship. he brought out his phone and called AAN a news outlet he sold some of his work to . "Hey Barbara can you get tim on the line please thank you." he waited a second before a man with a stern voice spoke "Yes Charles." "Tim i got some photos and information on a recent Imperial-alliance raid on the rebels i'll sell i for a grand." Walker said. tim thought for a second "Deal"
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Treko
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Postby Treko » Sun Oct 14, 2012 6:02 pm

Slavatainia wrote:OOC:

"Get up!" One solider said, shaking Vladimir wildly. Vladimir awoke confused. The explosions had startled him. He grabbed his rifle it, activated the charging handle, and watched it glow to life. At least fifteen men stood in the warehouse. A group of men had seen one man blown out of the ship, landing in a wooden crate. "You five, investigate that." A man of authority barked. "Kill them if you have to." He finished.

The five quickly ran on the port, their feet pounding the ground. They weren't taking any chances, no prisoners. The five gave no warnings, they fired their rifles at the men. Both Rebel and the Imperial forces had plenty of cover.

Sergeant Major Fredrik Tor Jørgensen
Vladivostok, Russia
CO of Imperial Forces

"We're taking fire!" shouted an Imperial soldier who got shot in the shoulder by a stray round "All squads return fire and protect the drop ship!" ordered Fredrik as he unloaded a couple rounds into a rebel before rolling behind a medium sized concrete barrier. As Fredrik took a quick peek from behind his barrier he saw a couple of his men throw grenades in the direction of the rebels " Squads 3 and 4 flank right side!" shouted Fredrik as he popped up from behind cover and fired another couple shots at the rebels before turning to cover. As the squads 3 and 4 began flanking to the right side, the drop ship began to power up and turn it's turrets to the enemy rebels "You better hurry up and dispatch those rebels!" shouted the drop ship pilot who unleashed a volley from the mini-gun.

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Postby New Roman Empire » Sun Oct 14, 2012 6:20 pm

OOC: Treko and Slavatainia this is between you, the Alliance drop ships flew over head already so unless you all them to assist you are on your own.
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Postby The Russian People » Sun Oct 14, 2012 6:39 pm

James had made t back to one of the ships in the fiasco that had just went on.He had sat there frozen for a while,and a pain was bothering his right leg.He felt down and it was wet,so he looked at it.Just above his shin was soaked in blood.He bent over slightly and groaned,but breathed in and made a joke,"Something tells me they don't want us here..." He chuckled slightly,and then gripped his shin again.
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Postby Slavatainia » Sun Oct 14, 2012 6:42 pm

The plan has failed. The mini gun had annihilated one rebel. The gunfire killed two. A grenade landed next to Vladimir, he stood crouched in shock. A rebel had landed on the grenade, his stomach rested on the grenade. He had saved Vladimir. Vladimir gave a quick, quiet glare of gratefulness of the mans decision. He acknowledged it, gave a hopeless glare, and died with the explosion.

It all happened so quick. He felt helpless. "Don't kill me!" He cried. "I'll do anything, please!" He yelled as the squads advanced on him. They could use Vladimir to benefit the Imperial Forces to regain Vladivostok.
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Gross Domestic Product: $1,390,772,629,830.36
GDP Per Capita: $7,206.08
Unemployment Rate: 9.93%
Consumption: $618,493,590,000.00
Government Budget: $925,837,327,800.00
Government Expenditures: $740,669,862,240.00
Goverment Waste: $185,167,465,560.00
Exports: $203,220,724,590.36
Imports: $171,611,547,000.00
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