Operation Enduring Resistance IC

[Tanaka]

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The wind whipped through the snow covered valley as the remaining Marines of Alpha squad moved through it. SSGT. Wilkinson pulled the Arctic MarPat scarf higher to cover his nose as he dropped into a crouch. "He whipered into the com mic. "Malic! get your sorry ass up here! Fucking ricky-tick! If those Chink fuckers tag me, I will haunt you for the rest of your fucking life."

[Lissiona]

Sarge Malic
I looked around at what was left of ammo, which was a just a handful of clips. It was no telling how much support Bravo team could provide the Squad leader at this moment of time. The Chinese were swarming in hordes, and just just across the valley I could see the Chinese flag waving ever so high in the wind. Not to mention the noises coming from the chinese held territory. Loud monsterous machines, most likely tanks. It was an awful sound to hear, not to mention what bravo company had to feel. The sheer pain from the frozen tundra wind hitting their faces, their stomachs tossing and turning from the malnutrition, and past wounds from past engagments.
It was in that moment I made my decision. "Ranger dont you fucking reply to that distress call. Weve got enough of our own problems not to mention if we leave this postion their is not telling the fate of our unit. We will hold down this postion and not go on a suicide mission that would cost us our lives too. Maybe if we ignore their call they will retreat and come reinforce our line. We can only sit and wait for the heavys to come in before we start any attack.

[Tanaka]

Wilkie growled angrily into the com mic. "Malic, Range, YOU ARE THE ONLY TWO MARINES LEFT IN THE SQUAD. GET YOUR FUCKING ASSES UP THIS HILL SO WE CAN EVAC!" He took several deep breathes. "I'm fucking begging you, Malic. You're the only one of my boot-camp buddies in the battalion."

[Lissiona]

It was at this moment I turned my back away from Ranger. Trying to hide the emotion in my face as tears slowly rolled down. A true Marine shows no emotion on the battlefeild but at this moment I felt guilt but also had to look for the best intrests of myself, my family, and Rangers. I couldnt imagine sending Ranger home in a coffin due to an order I knew was dumb only to help out a friend I knew was dead when the war began. I coughed a bit to fix my voice and with another stern call I yelled " Ranger dig in, were not going anywhere."
I slouched next to Ranger, and took out a cigar which I did only during stressful situations. I took a deep inhale, at this exact moment I did not know where my mind was. It was at this moment everything faded on the battlefeild and turned black. This song began to play in my head louder then a concert. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qrdpliMfoAM
The cigar fell from my hand, I stood up and drew my pistol. Digging it into my temple. My face felt like it was melting, my feet felt like they were floating, and I stared deep into Rangers eyes. I stood there motionless holding the gun to my head, and then I heard gunfire in the distance bringing me back to normality. Oh how I wish I could of ended it all there, but I realized if I took my life I would destroy my families life and leave Ranger stranded. I passed off my Nervous break down to Ranger as a joke, and said "I was just trying to lighten the mood with some dark humor, for now though we stay here Private."

[Conkerials]

Ranger looked around, the sounds of the surrounding area were over whelming. He was hearing voices in all the commotion, but couldn't make any of them. He was wondering if it was because they were foreign languages, or if it was because the amount of sound that just blurred everything out. However, through all the noises he heard a single line.
"Ranger dig in, we're not going anywhere."
"Yes, sir." Ranger replied as he got down and prepared for anything. Ranger made a slight grin when Sgt. Malic explained his joke, though he didn't find it funny. He found it rather dark actually, suicide is giving up, and is nothing to be made fun of. Just then, much of the sound that made it hard to listen had started clearing up, and he could hear most of everything that was being said.
"Yeah, anything that will loosen me help at a time like this Sarge." Ranger replied. "And one more thing, I'm a Corporal, not a Private."

[Lissiona]

Sarge Malic
I began to dig a foxhole one that both me and ranger could sleep in. "Corporal did I call you private? I am sorry there is so much on my mind, now grab your shovel and give me a hand."
The frozen earth was so hard to dig up, depleting precious energy on such a small task. I grabbed some military grade hand warmers and put two in my gloves, while I tossed Ranger a couple. I looked over at Ranger and asked him "Corporal were alone, sometimes a man must make his own decisions and not be a machine taking orders that will lead to the death of himself and others that he cares about. Am I right Corporal? Ah Im just talking out my ass Ranger dont even bother answering."
I tried scanning the horizion to get a clear detail where alpha squad was, I knew they were East of our postion but with the snowy wind there was no telling where they were.

[Conkerials]

Ranger got up from where he was sitting and grabbed a shovel, whilst putting on his hand warmers. The earth was tough with all the ice and frozen dirt.
"Sir, I think we should be able to think independently, and be able to make our own decisions, that are for the better for ourselves, the innocent, and our loved ones. We should be able to do what we think is right, and not what some man behind a desk tells us is right." Ranger was breathing hard and he was digging. "If you think its right to disobey orders and do what we have to to survive, then I'm with you Sarge."

[Lissiona]

I pretended to not hear what Ranger said, its how I felt but I did not want to be so vocal about disobeying orders. At least at this moment with so much on my mind. When I looked on my map I noticed a miracle. Fairbanks was still in US hands and only 50 miles away. If we got on our snowmobiles it would only take an hour at best. I looked over to Ranger as he continued working on the foxhole and said to him "Ranger were going to head to Fairbanks in the East its only 50 and a half miles away, and who knows maybe there is some left over city folk. Hopefully those Commie sons of bitches have not bombed the village to nothing. Will get some supplies and maybe 50-100 volunteers and will stay in the City. Do not tell anyone on the radio about this, for all I care we should lose that thing asap." I didnt want to lose it cause it was one of our last life lines to the outside world, but then agian if we ever did survive HQ would ask us why we did not follow orders. That could mean some heavy time in the Brig. I laid down in our barren foxhole got snug in my sleeping bag.
I turned towards Ranger and said "You got watch duty for the next 4 hours. Wake me up when times up and Ill take post. When you done snoozing will head out East."

[Cylarn]

Near Alpha's position, Charlie Squad was putting up stiff resistance against a Chinese onslaught. Noncombatants were being evacuated from a nearby town while Charlie provided covering fire. It had been several hours, and evacs of noncombatants were just wrapping up. The only problem: Charlie was trapped on the other side of town. Knowing that his men were low on ammo and the only chance for survival was reinforcements, Gunnery Sergeant Sheridan ordered his men to hold the line and make every shot count. Chinese troops were coming from all directions, but they were facing strong resistance from the Marines. Charlie had taken up position in multiple buildings, with Kurt and the RTO in the police station. As the RTO radioed for support, Kurt provided covering fire with his M16.

"Requesting reinforcements to LZ Whiskey!" the RTO reported. "We are pinned down by tangos on all sides! Requesting immediate support, over!"

[Tanaka]

"God fucking damnit!" Wilkie yelled. He stood up and looked around. The sun shined off the snow and nearly blinded him. He looked down at the worn M16 in his hands. The paint was rubbed off in places, revealing the shiny aluminium underneath. He stared at it for a bit, his mind going to happier places.

Hey Malic! The fuck're you doing!?" Wilkie laughed as he ducked into the bunker complex. he pulled off his K-pot and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
"I'm attempting," Malic said, struggling with the ancient-looking C-ration can, "To open this fucker right here. I'm hungry."
Wilkinson laughed and grabbed the can. he spun it in the air once, then set it down, pulling the M9 out of it's holster velcro'd to his flak-vest. "Never fear, citizen! Lance Corporal Wilkie is here!"

He sighed and turned back to the direction he came from. "Malic, you owe me big time." He whispered into the com mic, then began sprinting in the direction of his friend.

[Mega-City]

LCPL Dredd cursed to himself privately. "F*** this cold." The cold made it hard for him to think. His life in South Texas had prepared him for the burning sands of Mesopotamia, but this was a kind of hell undreamed of.

Joseph Dredd got gotten way lost. Somewhere in the fighting, he went one way and his fireteam had gone the other. His com was busted, so, for all he knew, they were already dead and the Higher Ups had surrendered. He cursed again, trying to apply his land nav training. He figured his position and then tried to guess where his squad would be. He figured nearer the gunshots then further so he headed up the valley.

He took care not to draw attention to himself. You after all, did not know who was watching. Dredd walked fairly briskly up the valley, his eyes scanning the dense underbrush and snow covered trees for ambush spots. He tried to make a map in his head, in case he had to come back this way. The biting wind ate through his MTV and his winter gear. "Fuck, why could they have not invaded California?"

[Zeinbrad]

Walker was walking though the woods with a man named Aaron . Walker scanned the woods with there M16A4s. "Damn it cold." Walker said in his New York accent. They went back on to scouting when walker caught a glimpse of a Type 56 assault rifle. He crouched down and took aim "Rifleman 4 O'clock 40 meters." He said and fired. He heard a scream and the Type 56 dropped. Just as walker thought about it a bullet whizzed by his head . He turned to see a dozen of flashlights and someone screaming in Chinese. He turned and ran away . He ran all the way Malic. He took a moment to take a breath then spoke "Sir we have a dozen tannies following us." He said catching his breath. He then realized that he forgot Aaron.

[Lissiona]

Lissiona: Malic, Squad Leader
Conkerials: Ranger, Scout
Zeinbrad: Walker, Rifleman
Teen Wolf: Makah, Rifleman

I turned to Walker and yelled to my boys to take up a defensive postion. I looked at my men and asked "Do any of you boys speak that Chinese jibberish? I think I got us a way out of here and a way to find true glory boys. We will be the fathers of a new chapter in American history." I hurried over to the Chinese English dictionary and found the words I was looking for. I grabbed the Radio from Ranger and said "You better believe these Asians are listening into this god damned machine."
I put the mic to my mouth and repeated "Bravo Squad Leader Malic, Wǒ tóuxiáng, our postion is 41, 54. We want to meet your top commanders in return for our loyalty and service." I repeated this 3 times. When we saw the party approaching. They had their guns around their wasit. They were about 200 yards away and approached slowly.
I looked to my boys and said "Listen soldiers I am your squad leader and I have a plan, there is no time to explain but unless you want my bullet or some long eyed mother ****ers bullet in your head then do what I say. I will explain my plan once we get some alone time, as of right now we got about 20 seconds. Stay sharp, and do as they say."
One last thing, I grabbed the mic and tried contacting Wilkie "Listen buddy I dont owe you shit. If you try to approach us you will be shot, seeing as the chinese are here with us. Go on your own with your team. I would stop the fight if I were you. Were fighting for a Tyranical Government. Maybe these Chinese will help us bring a new order in, or revolution. Dont lose your life defending this shithole. See you in hell old friend ahaha." At that moment I drew my pistol and shot the radio. "Boys were offically a rouge team, no orders, no rules, listen to me and you wont end up 6 feet under, and maybe we can restore and save america, and of course drive these chinese bastards out OUR state."

[Onora]

Fochs lissioned in on the chatter, he was stationed at a post some place aside from the Police Station. He was relaying messages, tracking signals, trying to make heads or tails of invaders jiberish.

"Bravo Squad Leader Malic, Wǒ tóuxiáng, our postion is 41, 54. We want to meet your top commanders in return for our loyalty and service."

Fochs turned down all other chatter

"Listen buddy I dont owe you shit. If you try to approach us you will be shot, seeing as the chinese are here with us. Go on your own with your team. I would stop the fight if I were you. Were fighting for a Tyranical Government. Maybe these Chinese will help us bring a new order in, or revolution. Dont lose your life defending this shithole. See you in hell old friend ahaha."

The message was ment for Alpha team who had been sent by the RTO messages to come to the aid of Charlie team. Shit, thought Fochs as he phoned in RTO;

"This is Grey Fox, get me Srgt. Shell- Sheridan! We have a Leroy Red on our hands."

[Cylarn]

Fochs lissioned in on the chatter, he was stationed at a post some place aside from the Police Station. He was relaying messages, tracking signals, trying to make heads or tails of invaders jiberish.

"Bravo Squad Leader Malic, Wǒ tóuxiáng, our postion is 41, 54. We want to meet your top commanders in return for our loyalty and service."

Fochs turned down all other chatter

"Listen buddy I dont owe you shit. If you try to approach us you will be shot, seeing as the chinese are here with us. Go on your own with your team. I would stop the fight if I were you. Were fighting for a Tyranical Government. Maybe these Chinese will help us bring a new order in, or revolution. Dont lose your life defending this shithole. See you in hell old friend ahaha."

The message was ment for Alpha team who had been sent by the RTO messages to come to the aid of Charlie team. Shit, thought Fochs as he phoned in RTO;

"This is Grey Fox, get me Srgt. Shell- Sheridan! We have a Leroy Red on our hands."

Although Sheridan couldn't hear much over the sound of gunfire, he heard the words Leroy Red. He shot a glance over at the RTO before turning back to the fighting. Someone had decided to switch sides and join the Slant-Eyes. In the eyes of the Gunny, they were no longer Marines, but traitors. Kurt could see that the Chinese were closing in, and if they held their ground, they would be slaughtered. Still, there was a very small chance that they could break out and escape from the town.

It was the only chance they had. Leading his squad in a tactical retreat, half of the squad would cover the rear, while the other half would clear out the front, using cover as they moved. Before the squad retreated, the RTO sent out one last message before they carried out the suicidal breakout.

"This is Charlie Squad, making one last leap into the fray, over and out," the RTO said.

[Zeinbrad]

Lissiona: Malic, Squad Leader
Conkerials: Ranger, Scout
Zeinbrad: Walker, Rifleman
Teen Wolf: Makah, Rifleman

I turned to Walker and yelled to my boys to take up a defensive postion. I looked at my men and asked "Do any of you boys speak that Chinese jibberish? I think I got us a way out of here and a way to find true glory boys. We will be the fathers of a new chapter in American history." I hurried over to the Chinese English dictionary and found the words I was looking for. I grabbed the Radio from Ranger and said "You better believe these Asians are listening into this god damned machine."
I put the mic to my mouth and repeated "Bravo Squad Leader Malic, Wǒ tóuxiáng, our postion is 41, 54. We want to meet your top commanders in return for our loyalty and service." I repeated this 3 times. When we saw the party approaching. They had their guns around their wasit. They were about 200 yards away and approached slowly.
I looked to my boys and said "Listen soldiers I am your squad leader and I have a plan, there is no time to explain but unless you want my bullet or some long eyed mother ****ers bullet in your head then do what I say. I will explain my plan once we get some alone time, as of right now we got about 20 seconds. Stay sharp, and do as they say."
One last thing, I grabbed the mic and tried contacting Wilkie "Listen buddy I dont owe you shit. If you try to approach us you will be shot, seeing as the chinese are here with us. Go on your own with your team. I would stop the fight if I were you. Were fighting for a Tyranical Government. Maybe these Chinese will help us bring a new order in, or revolution. Dont lose your life defending this shithole. See you in hell old friend ahaha." At that moment I drew my pistol and shot the radio. "Boys were offically a rouge team, no orders, no rules, listen to me and you wont end up 6 feet under, and maybe we can restore and save america, and of course drive these chinese bastards out OUR state."

walker was taking cover when he heard Malic order. His mouth opened "Sir are you crazy? we stand who chance agains the government and i don't think the Tannies want to take us alive" Walker said. He leaned out of cover to see the Chinese squad coming
He aimed for the front man who most have been the squad leader considering he had a hat on. "Sir i have a Chinese officer in sight can i fire?" Walker asked

[Lissiona]

Lissiona: Malic, Squad Leader
Conkerials: Ranger, Scout
Zeinbrad: Walker, Rifleman
Teen Wolf: Makah, Rifleman

I turned to Walker and yelled to my boys to take up a defensive postion. I looked at my men and asked "Do any of you boys speak that Chinese jibberish? I think I got us a way out of here and a way to find true glory boys. We will be the fathers of a new chapter in American history." I hurried over to the Chinese English dictionary and found the words I was looking for. I grabbed the Radio from Ranger and said "You better believe these Asians are listening into this god damned machine."
I put the mic to my mouth and repeated "Bravo Squad Leader Malic, Wǒ tóuxiáng, our postion is 41, 54. We want to meet your top commanders in return for our loyalty and service." I repeated this 3 times. When we saw the party approaching. They had their guns around their wasit. They were about 200 yards away and approached slowly.
I looked to my boys and said "Listen soldiers I am your squad leader and I have a plan, there is no time to explain but unless you want my bullet or some long eyed mother ****ers bullet in your head then do what I say. I will explain my plan once we get some alone time, as of right now we got about 20 seconds. Stay sharp, and do as they say."
One last thing, I grabbed the mic and tried contacting Wilkie "Listen buddy I dont owe you shit. If you try to approach us you will be shot, seeing as the chinese are here with us. Go on your own with your team. I would stop the fight if I were you. Were fighting for a Tyranical Government. Maybe these Chinese will help us bring a new order in, or revolution. Dont lose your life defending this shithole. See you in hell old friend ahaha." At that moment I drew my pistol and shot the radio. "Boys were offically a rouge team, no orders, no rules, listen to me and you wont end up 6 feet under, and maybe we can restore and save america, and of course drive these chinese bastards out OUR state."

walker was taking cover when he heard Malic order. His mouth opened "Sir are you crazy? we stand who chance agains the government and i don't think the Tannies want to take us alive" Walker said. He leaned out of cover to see the Chinese squad coming
He aimed for the front man who most have been the squad leader considering he had a hat on. "Sir i have a Chinese officer in sight can i fire?" Walker asked

"Holy fucking shit I am no commie bastard, you boys got that?! I am looking out for our fucking lives! We got families and friends we want to see and us 4 stand no chance and were surrounded. It's either time to negotiate or time to fucking die. If you guys got a better idea tell me. Just remember it will be your kids being raised with no father and your wives laying alone in bed. I have an obligation to look out for you as if you are my own boys. We must not die today so we can fight another day. Maybe we can instigate some behind enemy line shit while we're there in the camp but as of now we play it fucking cool and stick together. We're family first, then marines. Protect each other and remember to look out for these chinese bastards weaknesses. Will devise a game plan when we got more time. Walker put your gun down before you kill us all." At that moment I threw up a white rag. They closed in demanding we put our arms up and surrender our guns. " I turned to my boys and told them do as they say will get through it. " I dropped my gun and demanded to speak to their commanding officer. " I am squad leader and would like to meet with your commanding officer in charge. I believe we can work together to bring peace to our great nations. " the Chinese grabbed us and started making us walk in which an English Chinese translator told me they were going to take us to their camp so I could talk to their officer.

[Cylarn]

After a long, brutal fight, Charlie Squad broke out of the town and was now retreating through the snow-covered forest. Kurt was at point, M16 at the ready as they moved through the forest. After 2 miles of jogging, they came across a small cave on the top of a hill. A good, defensible spot.

"We'll camp here," he said, speaking in his Southern accent.

The Marines soon bunked in the cave, with 2 men on guard duty.

[Mega-City]

Some days are worse then others. Some days you get out of bed and stub your toe. Some days you rear end a guy in front of you going to work. And in some really f***ed up days you get totally lost in a warzone and run into an enemy squad all by your lonesome when you are low on ammo and have no idea where anybody is or what they are doing. LCPL Dredd was having one of those.

Up ahead, commanding the only trail in the area going where Dredd wanted it to, namely away, was a group of ten, no, make that twelve Chinese dismounts. They were busy, like they were looking for something. One guy, he was in the center, barking at the others. Dredd aimed for him first.

The Chinaman's head caved in and his body pitched forward as a 7.62 bullet entered his skull, just behind the jaw and below the right ear. The others dove before what happened even fully registered with them.