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by Arengin Union » Sat Mar 24, 2018 3:43 pm
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Kawaii Seals wrote:SWEET NECTAR OF THE GODS
by The Tophat Empire » Sun Mar 25, 2018 7:58 am
The Traansval wrote:Offshore of Wilmington
Captain Joyce took the eyeglass out of her coat pocket and brought it up to her eyes. Onshore, she could see people. A town, filled with rafts stacked with cargo, and people on short selling it or buying it. There were buildings, some with signs that denoted them as places of Business. The perfect place to make contact for trade.
Behind Joyces ship, the Lorraine, was the Bring NSS Humble. Onboard the humble was General Ingram Hamish, one of the Representatives of the State that had been brought along. Joyce motioned her hand to a Lieutenant behind her, who promtely began raising one of the signal flags. The Humble raised a flag in response, and Joyce turned to her ship.
"ALL HANDS TO QUARTERS, WE'RE MOVING TO PORT!"
The Lorraine and the Humble unfurled their sails and began to sail for Wilmington. As they drew closer, the citizens on shore began to notice the relatively large wooden warships and they came closer. Some began to panic, while others moved to alert the authorities. By the time the two ships had arrived at the harbor and set anchor, the local military forces and police had arrived on the dock.
Captain Joyce took her hands off the wheel, turning to her second in command;
"Get a boat ready with a couple Marines, and watch the ship while i'm ashore. Signal the Hamish."
Half an hour later, Captain Joyce was in a boat with three armed Marines. They marines rowed, and a few dozen feet to their left was a similar boat, containing four Marines and General Hamish. The tow boats came up to the dock at Wilmington, where a massive crowd of people were being contained while a motly crew of local military and police stood. The commander was there, obviously distinguished from his men by his uniform and general stance. The General was the first to speak up, proudly proclaiming;
"I am General James Hamish of the State of Norfolk. We have sailed a good ways south from our home in Virginia to explore the coasts and its peoples. We mean no harm or hostility, and merely wish to speak with your leader."
by Eventlandia2 » Sun Mar 25, 2018 11:53 am
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by Northern Poland » Sun Mar 25, 2018 1:54 pm
Kawaii Seals wrote:SWEET NECTAR OF THE GODS
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Skarten wrote:The Outskirts of West Memphis,Tennesee
A small group of raiders watched carefully the city in the distance. Using binoculars, they took notes of guards, turrets, anything that could be useful that was in the settlement.The Tsar had ordered to prepare a attack against West Memphis,an settlement on the borders of the Dixie Republic, as it was certain to have great loot for the band.
The Cossacks, as the scouts in the tsardom were called, had finished taking notes. They mounted their horses and rode away in the wasteland, heading for the outpost of Forrest City, where the raider forces awaited for their return
On the same night
At the middle of the night, covered by the cloak of darkness and equipped with Nocturne Gear, the Tsarist Engineers sneaked their way to the Dixie walls, planting dynamite charges and retreating to their hiding spots to wait until dawn.
Some Hours later, as the light started to appear, the Raider Force of around 250, who was in a nearby position, began to make their way to the settlement, taking care to not alert the settlement's guards.They were to wait for the dynamite to be activated and quickly charge into the settlement, in a attempt to avoid reinforcements from Memphis to turn the raid into a bloody battle.
A Short Time later
The Tsarist raiders were in position, and the engineers ready to activate the bombs.
There was silence as the raiders awaited...And then it started.The bombs were primed, causing the dynamites to explode, killing a few guards in the process.Almost immediately, the tsarist raiders emerged, charging upon the settlement while shouting "In The Name Of The Tsar!", firing at guards in the walls and, well, anyone that wasn't a raider.
They didn't Have much time.They had to be quick.
by Northern Poland » Sun Mar 25, 2018 6:07 pm
Kawaii Seals wrote:SWEET NECTAR OF THE GODS
by Absolon-7 » Sun Mar 25, 2018 6:12 pm
by Northern Poland » Sun Mar 25, 2018 6:47 pm
Kawaii Seals wrote:SWEET NECTAR OF THE GODS
by New Minahasa » Sun Mar 25, 2018 6:52 pm
by The Manticoran Empire » Sun Mar 25, 2018 7:13 pm
New Minahasa wrote:Tupelo, Northern Mississipi
"Shit, these shitheads just won't give up, will they? And why the fuck is there a penis there on the table?" Miller shouted to his boys, pointing at the old vibrator. The shootout had been going on for a while now, and the sun was disappearing. The raiders had been holed up in abandoned buildings and stores, taking potshots and exchanging fire with the militia. What worried them the most were the machine guns. That could tear them up in pieces if they ever left their cover, and some foolhardy rookies actually caught those rounds. A dozen raiders laid dead, mostly on the streets. Those unfortunate ones who didn't find enough time to take cover, or weren't sober enough to figure what's cover and what's a street lamp. Angel came up out of nowhere behind Miller and smacked his head so hard, they thought it was a well-placed shot.
"What did I tell about luring them out? Fucking hell, now look where we at." Angel said, setting down her light machine gun on the ground.
"I know, I know. Twasn't my fault though! The guards didn't take the bait. Looks like they got a lot more men than we anticipated. Shit, at least we got some solid cover here. If they ever try to sally out, we'll cut them down real easy." Miller replied, still taking shots here and there at the guards. He's almost ran out of ammo for his hunting rifle, and soon he'd have to switch up to his .357 magnum.
"That's not what I'm worried about, you idiot. They prolly would've called in for reinforcement right now. Shit, a border patrol could be here any second and flank our ass, too. Barnes! Go take Ramsay and some other guys with you and cover our flank. Scout the whole place up, see if there's more fuckheads comin our way. Get on the rooftops if you can, too. If you see em comin, run as fast as you fucking can back over here and report to us. And tell Ramsay to fetch the M2 Browning from our camp. We got Dick and his men guarding the place, let's fucking hope they're still alive, else we would've lost a lot of good loot. Matter of fact, tell him to go for the gate with like ten boys, fuck it. We need as much people as we can right now. And if reinforccements are coming, I want Ramsay on a rooftop somewhere and catch those motherfuckers off guard, got it?"
"You got it, Angel!" Barnes nudged Ramsay and made their way out of the ruined restaurant.
"All right, now here's what we're gonna do." Angel cleared hear throat. "We've wasted too much fucking time being holed up like this. Let's make yourself fucking valuable for once, aight? Round up most of the men and head for the gate. Get as much attention as you can out of those faggots, catch my drift? And get Rudy and his boys over to me. We'll need to get some bombing action going."
"Right away, Angel." Miller clutched on his hunting rifle and took off. He'd start gathering whatever men he could find holed up in the buildings and led them to the gate. "All fucking righty, you maggots! It's time for us to actually breach this fucking gate, hear me? I've had enough of these cats hurting my precious ears with their noisy ass machine guns. Oh, and Rudy, Angel said to holler at her! She's east from here. Just look for a place that has a purple dick on a table. Can't miss it." Miller rounded up all of his men, and Rudy took his own to head over to Angel's location.
"Angel, we're here. What's the deal? The whole action's taking place over by the gate, what the fuck are we doing here?" Rudy protested. He had a force of about twenty men following him. "You got your boys? Good. There's still a few guards here and there. I need some of you to catch their attention, and then one or two y'all gonna set up some explosives on the wall. Got me? We gotta breach some holes though. Can't just make one. Make these fuckers confused. Tell one of your trusted men to get nine of your boys and head north, and set up more explosives there. You got them, right? Tell me you didn't waste them all." Angel locked eye-contact with him, her eyes dead serious.
"We're good, we're good. We left half of our C4s back at camp, OK, but we still have the other half. I guess it's gonna be enough to make a few holes here and there, don't expect much though." Rudy replied.
"That's good enough. Now, let's get going." Rudy turned his head around and ordered one of his henchmen to head north, along with him nine extra men. The plans were set. It took them a while, and some casualties on Rudy's men as well, but they finally got all the explosives lined up. With a single push of the button, the holes were made. Some didn't set off, as expected, but those that did were enough to catch the attention of the defenders and confuse them. "Now, go, go, go!" With a single order, Angel, Rudy, and fourteen men left in their company rushed to one of the holes, making their way into the town.
Miller heard the explosives going off as well, and told his own men over at the gate to charge. "Go, fucking go! Get those explosives on the gates and walls, we need to breach this whole dang place up! Get those fucking machine gunners, too!" The men rushed, some throwing grenades over the walls, especially over the machine gunners' positions, while others went to plant the explosives with their comrades covering their assault from cover, and then retreating back after having said explosives planted.
by Northern Poland » Sun Mar 25, 2018 7:24 pm
Kawaii Seals wrote:SWEET NECTAR OF THE GODS
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