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SQD 16: Helmet to Helmet (Closed)

Postby The Azerothian Union » Fri Jul 11, 2014 5:21 am

Azerothian Research Base Brann, 10KM from Malargüe
As the TarakianTeam walked in they were met with large numbers of people moving around from several places. There was at least over a hundred people in the courtyard alone. The people in the courtyard were watched by the four guard towers and several roaming MP patrols.
The first building they could see was the reception area. They were waved down by a nearby NCO before they could get there. "You guys look like you can handle yourselves." He said looking around, he then nodded as he looked them all up and down. "I need several errands done," He pointed at an IMV to the right of him. "If any of you have any mechanical skills go help Private Stone, she's having Engine troubles and we need that Dominance up ASAP." He then looked down at a clipboard. "Oh and we need some more people down at medbay, someone who can handle a little bit of danger and pushing buttons is a required skill." He said with a small laugh. "I also need someone to deliver some mail to Lieutenant Relia Strongwind. Knowing her, she'll probably be in the bar." He looked up and clapped his hands. "Right, you pick and choose what you guys want. It may not be the most exciting work for soldiers of fortune, but money is money." He said crossing his arms, awaiting a reply.
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Postby NeoTarakia » Fri Jul 11, 2014 2:34 pm

Azerothian Research base Brann

Dante didn't have any mechanics skills, but he did know someone who did "Schenker, go over there and see if your diesel mechanics will finally pay off, Keating assist him. I'll make my way to the bar" Schenker and Keating both made their way over to the IMV "So Keating, you have any mechanics skills?" she looked at Schenker with a bit of a smirk "All four years in High School, trust me it was pretty odd for being one of the only girls in a all guy class, at least for the guys anyway. But for me I enjoyed it" Schenker smiled "I know Eileen Taylor has some experience, she was an 88M in my unit before I left and went to the PMC, she then left the Army just before her brother and went off to be a Xeno Biologist in Alterra." Schenker and Keating both slowed down as they got closer "Private Stone? This is Schenker, I am mechanic and I understand you need some help getting this IMV up and running, I have my friend Keating here with me and she will assist us with getting this thing running. I won't even lie to you, this is nothing compared to the Tanks we'd get at Diesel Mechanics School."

Dante had made his way into the Bar and looked for the Lieutenant, he couldn't pull the Lieutenant Jokes like he could on Tarakian Lieutenants who are glorified Privates in the Tarakian Military other then the prior-service members who go for their commission. Dante stopped and looked around and shouted "I'm looking for a Lieutenant Strongwind?"
Democratic Republic of Tarakia
Pronunciation: Ta-Rah-Kia
Denomyn: Tarakian

DEFCON Level 5: Fade Out
Fade Out =Lowest State of Readiness
Double Take =Increased Intelligence watch and Strengthened Security Measures
Round House =Increase in Force Readiness Above Normal Readiness
Fast Pace =Small Scale Military Deployment
Cocked Pistol =War is Imminent

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Postby The Azerothian Union » Sat Jul 12, 2014 12:26 am

Azerothian IMV
The private just rolled out from under the car. She was wearing safety goggles and a "You can just call me Dizzy." She said bluntly as she stood up. "The problem is the fuel filter." She said wiping her brow. "I need one of you to go to the motor pool to get a 123b Fuel Filter," She pointed at Keating "and you check up the top and make sure all bolts are tightened. I have to check on the suspension next." The teen said looking at the car, there was a small checkpoint next leading to the Motor pool. That would probably be the best place to check in for a filter first.

The Bar
A tall, purple woman with long ears and glowing silver eyes put her hand up. "Aaand that's me," She yelled behind a fence that separated the Soldier's bar from the Civilian bar. She moved over near the fence. "What've you got for me?" The elf asked.
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Postby NeoTarakia » Sat Jul 12, 2014 5:10 pm

Dominance IMV

Keating climbed up onto the Dominance IMV and sat there looking at the Diesel "Well it isn't an Allison 8V Series that the Guardian ICV uses or the Allison 12V Series, we'll see how this goes" Keating took off one of her gloves and felt around the engine feeling for anything loose.

Motor Pool

Schenker noticed the checkpoint and walked up to it slowly "I'm here to retrieve a One Twenty-Three b Fuel Filter for the Dominance IMV, Schenker received the clearance and entered the Motor Pool, if it was set up like the Motor pools back in Tarakia, he'd have to go to the Quartermaster to get the Fuel Filter, as Schenker made his way to the Quartermaster he looked around the motor pool just to see what was around and went into a building "This sure as hell looks like the quartermasters" Schenker walked up to the desk "Uhh yes, I am looking for a One Twenty-Three b Fuel Filter, Dominance IMV"

Bar

Dante made his way to where the lieutenant was and looked at her, it was the first time he had seen another species other then Humans "Uhh, I understand you have some work for me and my team? I'm a PMC"
Democratic Republic of Tarakia
Pronunciation: Ta-Rah-Kia
Denomyn: Tarakian

DEFCON Level 5: Fade Out
Fade Out =Lowest State of Readiness
Double Take =Increased Intelligence watch and Strengthened Security Measures
Round House =Increase in Force Readiness Above Normal Readiness
Fast Pace =Small Scale Military Deployment
Cocked Pistol =War is Imminent

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Postby The Azerothian Union » Sat Jul 12, 2014 6:09 pm

Dominance IMV
Dizzy just rolled back under. "Well yeah, it is produced by AZ Armouries. I don't think they have any divisions where you live. Where ever you live, because it's a Azerothian Only business." She explained as she began checking the hydraulics. Keating felt one of the bolts was slightly lose, there was a wrench right next to her on the side of the vehicle, looks like the right size too. That was convenient.

Motor pool
He was luckily right, the man at the desk just looked at him. "A one twenty-three b? Are you sure it's not a one twenty-three a, they are easily mistaken." He just looked at his uniform. "Especially for a foreigner." He looked back, just sign here and here. name of the soldier who sent you and time and date." He said passing a forum. "We will check, so if you try to steal anything you'll be singled out very fast." The man said as he walked to the storeroom.

Bar
The Elf just looked at him. "Work? Damn I thought this was a mail run? Anyway, if you have my mail, you can have a shot of Whisky on me." She offered with a smile. "Other than that, I have no other jobs for you other getting me a kebab." The silver haired woman said with a shrug.

San Rafael
In the streets
A black SUV drove through the streets. A woman with brown hair just sighed. "This is a bust. There is nothing here other than smelly peasants and dust. Can we leave, I am getting all this dirt in my... what do you call these things? Fingernails." She said as she picked the dirt out from her finger nails. "The Tarakians are long gone, they left with everything. Can we go yet."
A blonde man laughed. "Oh Lilith," He said as he surveyed the crowds. "There might be something of value here. If we can't find anything, we will just leave in three days and be back in the homeland." He said with a smile looking back at her.
Lilith just frowned. "I wish you would not call me that, it's a horrible name. The less time I can spend around these creatures the better." She looked at every single one of the people in the crowd with disgust. "Humans are truly terrible, disgusting creatures.
The man just laughed. "Oh I know my dear, I love to vex you." The blonde man said with an award winning smile. "But we must be near these plebeians as long as Her Majesty and that is a week longer. Now be a dear and stop whining." She just frowned and looked out he window, she still had the look of disgust on her face.

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Postby NeoTarakia » Sat Jul 12, 2014 11:19 pm

Dominance IMV

Keating tightened the bolt with the wrench "Well, if I told you where I was from, you might stick a gun to my head. Of course I'm not from where you think I am."

Motor Pool

Schenker looked at the quartermaster "I'm pretty sure Dizzy said One Twenty-Three b Fuel Filter. Anyway" Schanker filled out the form and waited "I sure don't miss the motor pool, spent many of my days during peace time maintaining Guardians, Boxers and other Armored Fighting Vehicles, I sure don't miss it"

Bar

Dante looked at the Lieutenant "Your mail huh? well I'm not going to lie to you I don't have your mail nor do I know where it is, but if you're still offering that drink, I'll take it and then get you a kebab"
Democratic Republic of Tarakia
Pronunciation: Ta-Rah-Kia
Denomyn: Tarakian

DEFCON Level 5: Fade Out
Fade Out =Lowest State of Readiness
Double Take =Increased Intelligence watch and Strengthened Security Measures
Round House =Increase in Force Readiness Above Normal Readiness
Fast Pace =Small Scale Military Deployment
Cocked Pistol =War is Imminent

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Postby The Azerothian Union » Sun Jul 13, 2014 3:29 pm

Dominance IMV
Dizzy just let out a laugh. "Really, do I look like someone who will put a gun to your head?" The girl said as she rolled out. Dizzy looked in her mid teens, she was definitely older than the girl in the Booth. It really looked like she should be reading magazines and flushing over boys. She shook her head and rolled back in. "At the moment you are not acting hostile, so there is really no need to put a gun to your head. Unless you are some sort of spy gathering information on this position." She said in a humorous voice.

Motor pool
The quartermaster just laughed. "Oh I would trade travelling around the universe. But of course if it's not logistical problems in the NCR, it's a Laptev military campaign in Europe." He said as he walked out of the room with a textbook and a fuel filter. "Here's the one twnety-three b and give Dizzy the Textbook, it's for an upcoming text." He then picked up the paper work. "Right, you may go. Everything looks in order." The man said reading the paper while he sat down in his office chair.

Bar
The elf smiled and pointed one of her fingers at him. "You drive a good deal my friend." The silver haired woman just looked over to the barman. "Hey Barman! Two glasses of Whisky for me and my Merc friend pronto!" She yelled at what looked like a anthropomorphic Panda.
He walked over and got out two cups. A glass and a plastic one, he poured them both a glass of whisky. She slid the Lieutenant's drink over as he carried the plastic cup over. The panda put it infront of him. "Drink responsibly." He said as the overweight Panda walked off to serve other customers who looked like orcs.
Strongwind lifted up her glass and began to drink. She gulped down it's contents in a matter of seconds. she just shrugged. "I was hoping you were the mail boy, but it looks like I'll have to got to the mail room myself. " She sighed. "Well as for the Kebab, there's a guy in the guard post outside. He's sweet on me, just tell him I need a kebab. He'll get it for me, because these guy don't serve food." She said as she looked over at the Panda.
The Panda just shrugged and smiled. "We do not serve food, we are a bar not a restaurant. If you want a kebab you can go to the mess hall." The black and white panda said pouring a drink into a soldier's cup.
The elf just rolled her eyes. "Screw that. Anyway," She said as she looked over to him. "get me a kebab and I'll get buy you another glass of Whisky or something."

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Postby NeoTarakia » Tue Jul 22, 2014 2:19 pm

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Keating let out a little laugh "No, probably not. I was originally a Tanker with the Tarakian Army and pulling pack was probably the better part of peace time other then gunnery and maneuver training, you've probably never seen an ATG-1700C Turbine and it's transmission? Anyway they're big and during my time as a Tanker, there was a lot of talk about developing another turbine or contracting Allison for the 12V Series of 1500 Horsepower Diesel Engines, but that required a redesign of the engine bay, exhaust systems and engine deck. I was probably just about 17 when I became a Tanker, but now I am PMC and I do miss serving my country because of where I went and the places I got to see and be stationed in, New Germany was probably my favorite place to be stationed in."

Motor Pool

"Thanks, much appreciated" Schenker grabbed the filter and textbook and walked out of the quartermasters office and made his way out of the motor pool and back to the IMV.

Bar

Dante laughed a little "Drink responsibly?, whatever makes you sleep at night." Dante tossed the shot back and swallowed and then looked at the Lieutenant "Tell ya what, I'll get your mail too because right now my two other PMCs are helping out with the Dominance IMV and it may be a while before we have to go anywhere and right now I could use the down time as we drove a long way out here, still doesn't compare to some of the mounted patrols I was on during the 2040's." Dante got up and put his hand on the Lieutenants shoulder "I'll be right back" Dante made his way out of the bar and stood in the courtyard for a minute or two looking around.
Democratic Republic of Tarakia
Pronunciation: Ta-Rah-Kia
Denomyn: Tarakian

DEFCON Level 5: Fade Out
Fade Out =Lowest State of Readiness
Double Take =Increased Intelligence watch and Strengthened Security Measures
Round House =Increase in Force Readiness Above Normal Readiness
Fast Pace =Small Scale Military Deployment
Cocked Pistol =War is Imminent

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Postby The Azerothian Union » Tue Jul 22, 2014 7:27 pm

Dominance IMV
Dizzy just shrugged. "You are right, I've never seen any of those... plus I'm not a tanker. I'm an engineer and occasionally a driver. Did a lot of driving during the Canterlot summit crisis... Man that was crazy." She said as she shook her head. "Though Germany is under the control of the CAS. So I'm guessing you're a citizen of one of their member states." She asked as she removed another armoured plate to check the suspension. The car shook a little as a heavy weight was lifted off of it, there was a thump from under the car. "ah, crap! Elgria, don't do that so fast!" she yelled out while rubbing her head.
An orc rounded the corner. she could of been mistaken for a male orc, but it was definitely a really muscly female. "You are a Tarakian. Only few in the CAS deal with New Germany and of course, you are wearing Wasp Private military uniforms. From what I have read, they are a Tarakian PMC group." She leaned up against the IMV. "What is a PMC group like yours doing in a place like this, these people could not possibly be the best business. Why here in the country, why not in the city." she asked inquisitively.

Motor pool
As he walked around the motor pool he saw the many classes of vehicles, they were a rather modernized force now. He passed what looked like an enlarged T-34's hull with a turret which looked like it belonged on a Leopard 2. On the side of the turret was a little bit of art work, a painting of a Queen of Hearts.

bar
She smiled. "Sure," She turned around. "Just remember to get me my Kebab too!" She yelled as he walked out. The barman just shook his head as he continued to serve the base personnel and locals.

The courtyard
As he looked around there could only be two places were the mail would be, either with the Corporal where he got the assignment from or the reception. Though remembering what she said about the Kebab, he should go to the checkpoint outside of the barrack and mention her name to the man serving there. That would make getting the Kebab a breeze.

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Postby NeoTarakia » Thu Jul 24, 2014 5:36 pm

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"Well truthfully, I wasn't born in Tarakia nor was I born to Tarakian Parents, I was born in Cascadia, a PAMA member. I joined the Cascadian Army at 17, completed my basic training and requested interservice transfer to the Tarakian Army to become a Tanker, as the Cascadian Military restricted Females from entering combat, I am now a citizen of the Democratic Republic. As for PMCs being here? It's just all about the money, everyday we're out here we're making 10,000 a day, that's 300,000 a month depending on how everything goes, plus you can count the minor contract services that go on and those are pretty small too. To be honest, I miss serving my country but being a Soldier of Fortune pays a lot better, as a Soldier I'd only make about 5,000 a month which is still pretty hefty, but times changed and so did pay and now most soldiers make between 1,500 to 3,000." Keating checked around the engine bay some more making sure everything else was secure and in place.

Schenker finally made it back "Holy shit, I saw some funky stuff over in the Motor Pool.. quite interesting too, I believe a saw a Leopard 2 turret mounted to the chassis of something else, it looked really out of place. Anyway, I got that filter for you Dizzy and the quartermaster handed me this textbook."


Front Gate

Dante looked for the Kebab vendor and walked up to it after the line had cleared "Hear to pick up a kebab for Lieutenant Strongwind" As he waited, he was looking to where the mail could possibly be, if it comes to the front gate that'd make things easier, but if it came somewhere within the base.. that makes things difficult.
Democratic Republic of Tarakia
Pronunciation: Ta-Rah-Kia
Denomyn: Tarakian

DEFCON Level 5: Fade Out
Fade Out =Lowest State of Readiness
Double Take =Increased Intelligence watch and Strengthened Security Measures
Round House =Increase in Force Readiness Above Normal Readiness
Fast Pace =Small Scale Military Deployment
Cocked Pistol =War is Imminent

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Postby The Azerothian Union » Mon Aug 11, 2014 7:24 am

Dominance IMV
The Orc listened. "Good to know your life story." She said shaking her head. "It was not needed, but nice. Good to meet a warrior who serves because they wish to serve. Back on Draenor, my home planet; They tried to make me stay back with the sick and the women. They tell me to make more children to supply the Horde with more soldiers." She laughed. "I punched him, then I gave him a beat down. He was not truly defeated yet, so I dragged him down the road and beat him until he fell unconscious." She smiled. "No one questioned me after that. I fought in the first war, helped take Stormwind, then after that... I was in many wars and battles." She shook her head. "Listen to me, an old warrior going on about her war stories. Anyway, if you are making that much per day, why are you here. There is not much high paying work, other than this installation. Though if you are telling the truth, you just came here to sit around and do nothing and get paid." She shook her head. "The Wasp must have problems with tracking it's customers. One would think you would be in the cities, lots of work there with the Franks."
Keating found everything was in place. There was what looked like a bracer with a screen. Above the screen was a couple of words printed in English. 'COMRADE Infantry Assistant, CDC M-N 1' Writing on their equipment was pretty rare. Even the engine parts had a strange runic language written on them.
Dizzy just rolled out. "Thanks..." She said taking the fuel filter." Put that textbook uh, somewhere. I've got to replace this. Anyway, what you saw was an AD-5 line of tanks. The AD stands for Atterete Dominatum, which is Latin for... something. Earthern Languages were never high on my to do list. English is required for proper communication between CDC members and that crap. Anyway, the tank looks funky because the design changes every now and then. I swear, it sometimes feels like the designers are throwing random crap around." She said as she rolled back under The armoured vehicle.

Next to the Front Gate, Meat Stick vendor
The large fat orc just looked at him, confused. "This no kebab!" He said lifting up a very greasy meat stick. "This meat stick! One Hundred... per... meat!" he said putting it back. "Kebab for weaklings, they only serve them at barracks kitchen. Not good eat, meat stick good eat. Make you grow into true orc." He looked him up and down. "You need it, only one crown. Good, deal for good meal." He pointed towards the booth. "Talk to creepy guy in box for kebab, he like blue elf too much." The orc noted, maybe asking the orc other questions about where to get stuff would be a great idea. He looked like he probably knew some stuff.


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