Dam Attacked in Congreveopia (MT, IC, Open)

[Congreveopia]

Hill overlooking the Western side of the Archibald Dam, hostile sniper, 13:07:

“Crap.” said the sniper, watching the MRAPs roll out through his scope. He thumbed on his radio. “Commander?” he said “This is your show now. I’ve got plenty of ammo, carpenter has fired once, and wasp hasn’t had to shoot a single round. Orders?”

“This isn’t the plan.” said the radio “The Congreveopian government should have gone heavy next, gunships and fighters. If this is different, what else is going to change?”

“Orders, sir?” asked the sniper impatiently “They might have IR, I could be shot any minute.”

“We’re completely in the open here.” said the Commander “If we can make it to the middle of the dam, then we’ll be in cover and they won’t risk hitting us with airstrikes. You need to keep them distracted. We’ll take the pressure off you when we hit the middle. Good luck.”

“Roger that, sir.” said the sniper. “You heard him, team. Carpenter, get ready to slag that bird. Wasp, prepare to suppress the MRAPs. Fire on my signal. Three… two… one… fire.”

The PG-7VL warhead shot out of the rocket and sped towards the V-120. At the same time the machine gunner opened up on the MRAPs. The convoy on the East side turned onto the dam and raced for the middle. The sniper calmly lay where he was, ready to pick of any of the new soldiers once they were out in the open.

[Congreveopia]

To: Fuijijima Energy
From: Congreveopia Energy Command

We would indeed consider your company favorably for future contracts if you could provide aid to us in dealing with this crisis. Currently, the area around the dam is unsafe, but the military will certainly have dealt with that by the time your engineers arrive, so your help is welcome. We will continue to infirm you on the status of the dam as the situation progresses and more information becomes available.

[Rawlincia]

15:00 RST
President, we are still awaiting for your approval to send our patrol ships in. We have the ships loaded in the dropship and the F/A 33s fueled, as soon as we have your go ahead we can our ships there in 3 hrs. (30 Min OOC time)

From- Congreveopia
To- Will Rawlens, President of Rawlincia
Subject- Support

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Our apologies, we are a tad swamped right now. Your forces are of course welcome. We actually have a refueling airplane in the area, so you are welcome to make use of that if your F/A-33s are equipped for in-air refueling, otherwise they can refuel at Widewell Regional Airport, 119 miles NNE of the dam. Be advised that we cannot guarantee the safety of your ships in the event of the dam failing.

Good news, we have managed to scrounge up another dropship at it is loaded up with 6,000 specialist from the Army Engineers that will attempt to fix the damn, they should be here in less than 2 hrs due to the lower mass. We have heeded your warning about the dam falling and thus we have only placed down one of the patrol boats a quarter of a mile upstream. The F/A 33s are in-air refueling capable and we will aid in finding and destroying any more insurgents. We managed to squeeze in a 8 man AWS Team that will be disembarking off the patrol boat and eliminating any hostiles around the dam.

[Servinta]

1430
After a long wait inside the transport aircraft the men saw the signal they had been waiting for, a single red light flared to life.This was the drop zone light, indicating that they were approaching their destination and that within approximately thirty minutes they would be signaled by a similar green light to begin the actual drop from the plane.The men then began inhaling one hundred percent oxygen from their pack mounted air tanks in preparation for the changes in altitude that would occur during their HALO descent, this would counter the health hazard of breathing the oxygen low air outside.They spent the next thirty minutes going over the plan one last time with the oxygen masks on to ensure they had recived enough air and to reaffirm their moves once on the ground.

"... And after we hit the ground we'll make our move aginst the convoy here, they have no indication their is anyone on their side of the dam and the rocket launcher will make short work of their vehicles." Senior tsargent Yuri explained as he review the map with his men huddled around him.

Suddenly the red light that had illuminated the cargo bay of the transport dimmed, only to be replaced with a brighter green one that lite up in its place.The time to drop was now and the men who had all undergone years of training knew exactly what to do, down to the last detailed knot and second to pull the cord.

"Move it, ... GO ... GO ... GO ..." Yuri yelled as each man lined up and leapt from the open cargo ramp at the rear of the aircraft, each one fell into the scenery below until only he was left.With a prayer on his lips and a rifle in his pack he jumped, leaving the safety of the plane for the dangers that awaited him below.

[Rawlincia]

After a long wait inside the transport aircraft the men saw the signal they had been waiting for, a single red light flared to life.This was the drop zone light, indicating that they were approaching their destination and that within approximately thirty minutes they would be signaled by a similar green light to begin the actual drop from the plane.The men then began inhaling one hundred percent oxygen from their pack mounted air tanks in preparation for the changes in altitude that would occur during their HALO descent, this would counter the health hazard of breathing the oxygen low air outside.They spent the next thirty minutes going over the plan one last time with the oxygen masks on to ensure they had recived enough air and to reaffirm their moves once on the ground.

"... And after we hit the ground we'll make our move aginst the convoy here, they have no indication their is anyone on their side of the dam and the rocket launcher will make short work of their vehicles." Senior tsargent Yuri explained as he review the map with his men huddled around him.

Suddenly the red light that had illuminated the cargo bay of the transport dimmed, only to be replaced with a brighter green one that lite up in its place.The time to drop was now and the men who had all undergone years of training knew exactly what to do, down to the last detailed knot and second to pull the cord.

"Move it, ... GO ... GO ... GO ..." Yuri yelled as each man lined up and leapt from the open cargo ramp at the rear of the aircraft, each one fell into the scenery below until only he was left.With a prayer on his lips and a rifle in his pack he jumped, leaving the safety of the plane for the dangers that awaited him below.

Just before the plane began dropping the 2 Rawlincian F/A 33s intercepted it.
"This is Lieutenant Stuart of the RAF, please confirm IFF, I repeat confirm IFF. If you do not comply we will shoot you down, I repeat you WILL be shot down. We need to protect this area from any invaders, if you are friendly rendevouzs with AWS Alpha Team near the Dam, they have cleared out any obvious hiding spots.

[Servinta]

Just before the plane began dropping the 2 Rawlincian F/A 33s intercepted it.
"This is Lieutenant Stuart of the RAF, please confirm IFF, I repeat confirm IFF. If you do not comply we will shoot you down, I repeat you WILL be shot down. We need to protect this area from any invaders, if you are friendly rendevouzs with AWS Alpha Team near the Dam, they have cleared out any obvious hiding spots.

1500
"Заткнись, иди на хуй, useless foreigner flying pigs! There are only ten men on zis plane, what could we possibly be invading with ten men, you've ruined the radio silence, because of you the missions integrity is possibly compromised.What if those terrorist have a listener on the radio waves, you've just identified a fully hidden aircraft with paratroops for the world to see Dolboeb ." Flight Levtenant Krek let loose a tyraid into the radio channel the fighters were on just as the last of the parachutist made the jump from his cargo bay doors.

[Congreveopia]

Reply to GAmeTopia:

Your assistance is greatly appreciated. Your aircraft can land at Valland Regional Airport, 70 miles downriver from the dam. We will provide helicopter transport to get your soldiers to the dam. Please contact local ATC for the active runway.

[The GAmeTopians]

The GAmeTopian fighters circled above the Congreveopian airport as they took turns diving down onto the runway that they had been given access to. They would land, the troop on the plane would exit the runway, and the plane would take off for the dam. The process repeated, until there were 10 soldiers on the ground. Captain James Collins gathered his troops as they headed for the helicopter that would take them to the dam.
"Alright men, let's stop these terrorists!"

[Rawlincia]

Just before the plane began dropping the 2 Rawlincian F/A 33s intercepted it.
"This is Lieutenant Stuart of the RAF, please confirm IFF, I repeat confirm IFF. If you do not comply we will shoot you down, I repeat you WILL be shot down. We need to protect this area from any invaders, if you are friendly rendezvous with AWS Alpha Team near the Dam, they have cleared out any obvious hiding spots.

1500
"Заткнись, иди на хуй, useless foreigner flying pigs! There are only ten men on zis plane, what could we possibly be invading with ten men, you've ruined the radio silence, because of you the missions integrity is possibly compromised.What if those terrorist have a listener on the radio waves, you've just identified a fully hidden aircraft with paratroops for the world to see Dolboeb ." Flight Levtenant Krek let loose a tyraid into the radio channel the fighters were on just as the last of the parachutist made the jump from his cargo bay doors.

"This is Lt. Stuart, we were broadcasting using military level over-the=air encryption. If it wasn't encrypted we would have given away our AWS team info, too! By invaders you could have been a scouting party. We have no bad feelings, my fellow wingman, Second Lt. Mitchell will escort you to the nearest airbase if needed. 1st Lt. Stuart out

[Rodstov and Grenoda]

Hill overlooking the Western side of the Archibald Dam, hostile sniper, 13:07:

“Crap.” said the sniper, watching the MRAPs roll out through his scope. He thumbed on his radio. “Commander?” he said “This is your show now. I’ve got plenty of ammo, carpenter has fired once, and wasp hasn’t had to shoot a single round. Orders?”

“This isn’t the plan.” said the radio “The Congreveopian government should have gone heavy next, gunships and fighters. If this is different, what else is going to change?”

“Orders, sir?” asked the sniper impatiently “They might have IR, I could be shot any minute.”

“We’re completely in the open here.” said the Commander “If we can make it to the middle of the dam, then we’ll be in cover and they won’t risk hitting us with airstrikes. You need to keep them distracted. We’ll take the pressure off you when we hit the middle. Good luck.”

“Roger that, sir.” said the sniper. “You heard him, team. Carpenter, get ready to slag that bird. Wasp, prepare to suppress the MRAPs. Fire on my signal. Three… two… one… fire.”

The PG-7VL warhead shot out of the rocket and sped towards the V-120. At the same time the machine gunner opened up on the MRAPs. The convoy on the East side turned onto the dam and raced for the middle. The sniper calmly lay where he was, ready to pick of any of the new soldiers once they were out in the open.

Pelican -025 // 1307 hours // Seconds before impact.

"Fortress this is Pelican -025, MRAPs deployed at the damn egressing from the area. Heading..." The pilot managed to say before the PG-7VL was launched. An impact alarm went off before a "thuwamp" was heard. The craft shook and then listed to the right towards the water.

"Rear left engine got shredded." yelled a crew member from the cargo bay. "T-AMPS activated though!"

The pilot with hearing the report of the rocket impact quickly popped flares and forced the aircraft into the air. The pilot banked the craft around and angled the forward engines forward and increased speed.

"Fortress, update for you, Confirmed that RPG threat is still active, We took a bit and we are bugging out. Heading back to our carrier for repairs over and out."

Team Alfa // 1307 hours // Seconds after impact.

"Shit RPG's right side!" Chief Warrant Officer Miloslav Horák barked as he cluched hold of his seat as the MRAP took fire from the right. "Medium Machine Gun as well opposite side of the parking lot!"

"Shit," Senior Captain Jan Hájek cursed as his window on his door took a direct hit from one of the rounds. "A Team, hold the gate me and B team are going to zip out on to the dam and get to work, Understood First Warrant Officer?"

"Crystal clear sir!" 'Arif Juwayn Halabi replied over the radio. He then turned to the driver, Corporal Sebastian Fomin. "Stop the truck up at the check point let the captain's truck pass." He turned to the two other members on his team. "Everyone out once we stop behind the building we are going to take out those guys."

"Copy" Everyone in the vehicle said.

The two MRAP sped to the check point. A Team's MRAP screeched to a halt behind the Guard house while B team's zipped forward zig-zagging around fallen bodies that littered the road way.

The four members of A Team dismounted and quickly stacked up on the wall that hid them from the enemy fire. 'Arif took a quick peak around the corner and ducked back in behind the wall.

"No good I can't see them. Activate your Tactical HUD's on your glasses and link in to the Greyhawk." he ordered.

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//--- Team Alfa / Team "A" / Team leader / FWO 'Arif Juwayn Halabi ... OK //
//--- Deployed / Congreveopia / Archibald Dam / .... OK //
//--- Start up commence....
//--- S.O.H.U.D. Activated!

SOHUD is an advanced form of combat glasses. The look like regular Oakley styled glasses with a small panel attached to the lower right edge of the right lens and a camera attached to the side of the glasses however. It plugged in to the body armor which was carrying a small possessor in the back panel of the body armor.
(HUD: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hpJf7Dqjowk)

Once it was activated 'Arif risked to peek again. Now that he was linked to the Greyhawk UAV that was launched he could see where all three of the enemy X-Rays(or targets in other words) were.

"Okay there's three of them," 'Arif said. "Their marked on your HUD's"

They all confirmed and waited for the set of orders that would see those three dead.

"Aliyeva, you take the sniper pin him to the tree he is using for cover." 'Arif began. "Formin fire some grenades at the RPG gunner give him a taste of his own medicine and Almasi, One round one kill, deal with the man who cant do that. Understood?"

"Yes Sir" They all said in unison.

"I'm going to run to that car over there so none of you miss." he ordered backing away from the corner letting his team stack up in order. He then pulled two white smoke grenades and pulled the pins. Since there was a fence between him and the car he decided that two would be sufficient enough to cloud his movement but be thin enough that at least on of the three contacts would see him move through it.

"Now!" he yelled as he rolled the firs smoke grenade after it had popped and started producing a cloud of thick white smoke. The smoke had not accumulated enough but he ran anyways throwing the second over the fence about half way between him and the targets. He jumped a concrete barrier and sprinted over to the car.

Cpl. Evdokia "Eva" Aliyeva was "A" teams Machine gunner. She had brought with her the Mk200 LMG. It fired the capable 6.5x35mm cartridge. She had attached a grip-pod a suppressor and a MRCO. The second her leader stepped out of cover she was in a stable crouched stance by the corner of the Guard house. Her hand on the corner of the wall with her thumb sticking out. She would rest the Mk200 in this cradle she had made. The verbal commands she was give moments before popped up on her HUD marking the X-Ray with a Red Diamond, the HUD also gave her distance to target from where she was and a cross-hair so she wouldn't have to use her sights. Once she had the target lined (which took about a half second as she knew already where the target was she rested her cheek on the top of the recoil reducing stock and peered down her sights. The camera activated and zoomed in her cross-hair revealing the sniper hidden between the trees. It looked like he snapped to the side as he noticed the movement in the smoke or was trying to find them. The cameras IR activated illuminating the sniper. Not two second after she was given the order to engage she let loose an accurate stream of hot lead up and into the sniper that was hiding up on the hill. He wouldn't even hear his death coming at over 900 feet per second.

A half second after "Eva" moved around the corner and began to line up her shot. Cpl Sebastian Fomin moved around the corner aiming over his sister in arms lining up his shot with his 3GL grenade launcher. 3GL literally meant 3 Grenades Launcher, it could launch 3 40mm grenades as fast as one could pull the trigger on the launcher. However, you had to use special 3 round cartridges that only used one type of round. As it did with "Eva" Sebastian's HUD tracked where the rounds would land and assisted with his aiming. He angled his rifle to meet what he needed to hit the targets and as "Eva" began firing "Seb" or Sebastian let loose 3 HEAP (or High Explosive Anti Personnel) Shells making and audible cough as each one exited. This would be the first noise the enemies would here and the last. Seb carefully aimed and placed each round in close proximity to each other around the RPG gunners position if the grenades didn't shred him Seb raised his MX rifle and aim directly where the RPG gunner was hiding. The MX fired the same 6.5x35mm rifle round as the Mk200.

A single moment after 'Airf spoke the words Sergeant Salsabil Rabiyah Almasi the teams Marksman or Markswoman stepped out following 'Airf. She took 2 steps following him through the smoke and to the gate. She placed her had on the chain-linked fence that separated the Dam's compound from the rest of the world and mimicked "Eva"s stance. Her Glasses as per her request physical moments before she pressed the button on her glasses to activate full lens IR which turned her world into shades of black and white. When her rifle was raised and she looked through he scope of her MXM a marksmans variant of the standard MX she could see the gunners face clearly. Could see the hot spots on his face. His face was contorted as if he was about to pull the trigger. It felt as though things had slowed down at that point as she held her breath and exhaled halfway when she pulled the trigger things caught up when a bright white plash exited the back of his head and a trio of explosions were heard. She snapped her rifle up to look directly at where the sniper was and pumped 3 more rounds up into where the man who was lying down at the position.

[Rodstov and Grenoda]

// B Team // 1308hours // moments after A Team stopped to engage the sniper and his team.

The MRAP weaved back and forth as it dodged bodies that lay strewn over the bridge. They stopped short of a defensive area that the security forces were using as cover roughly just west of the middle of the bridge. The position stopped the MRAP from continuing across the bridge so the team dismounted. They immediately moved for cover as it was unsure if the RPG gunner Machine gunner or the sniper was dead. Technical Sergeant Ivana Novotná and Chief Warrant Officer Miloslav Horák ran inside one of the pump towers to assess the damage to the superstructure of the dam as Senior Captain Jan Hájek and Sergeant Alex Muchová the squads medic started to check the bodies.

"CONTACT FRONT!" Ivana yelled over the comm "Black trucks crossing on the the east side of the dam coming right at us!"

"Open up on them!" Jan ordered. Silent burps from the MXC's that the engineers and medics were using and Ivana's Mk200 LMG (which was also silenced) unloaded into the engine block tires and front window of the lead vehicle.

"Fortress, this is Alfa, we are at the dam now. Those trucks you told us about are here now too. We need back up! Over!"

The mission timer on Jan's HUD read 1309 hours.

[Congreveopia]

Valland Regional Airport, 13:10:

A Bell 412 was sitting in one of the parking areas. It was painted white with two blue stripes flowing from the nose around to the end of the tail. On one side was a tour company’s logo. A woman and a man were walking around it conducting an exterior check; they both appeared to be wearing civilian clothing. As they finished, the woman climbed into the cockpit. She sat in the pilot’s seat with the door open as the man told her a few final details and passed her some papers. As the GAmeTopians walked over they caught the ending of the conversation.

“And you need to check the pressures before and after the first engine start.” said the man “I typically like to start two first because its more reliable and then I don’t drain the battery starting one.”

“Okay.” said the woman “Listen, you’ve given me the checklist and walked me through all the main points. I’ll be fine, and you’ll get a full refund if we lose the helicopter.”

“It’s not the money.” said the man “I don’t want to feel guilty if you die.”

“Well don’t worry.” said the woman “I haven’t died yet. The data’s in my favor.”

The man walked away, looking concerned, and the woman shouted to the GAmeTopians, “Get in! Time’s a-wastin’!”

They climbed aboard and the woman started the engines as they sat down and fastened their seatbelts.

“Valland Ground, this is bell 412 Golf Mike Two Three Sierra with India at park. Ready to taxi.” said the woman.

“Two Three Sierra, taxi to runway two-eight via Alpha, cross runway three-one.” replied the radio.

“Taxi to Two Eight via Alpha.” said the woman. “Cross three-one. Two Three Sierra.”

The helicopter gently lifted into the air and the woman began a hover-taxi at about 25 knots.

“Hello.” she said, glancing back at the troops sitting in the cabin. “Nice ride, eh? If this was military you’d all be on rag and tube seats rather than these comfy things. Sorry, I haven’t introduced myself. I’m Natasha Myers, Congreveopia Air Force. I’d shake your hands, but I’m busy flying.”

The helicopter reached the runway and she switched over to the tower frequency. “Valland tower, Bell 412 Golf Mike Two Three Sierra is ready for takeoff, departure to the North.”

“Cleared for takeoff, Two Three Sierra” said the radio “Departure to the North approved. Expedite takeoff, traffic is a boeing 737 on a three-mile final.”

“Have the traffic in sight, proceeding with haste.” said Natasha, taxiing onto the runway and raising the collective and throttle. “Cleared for takeoff with departure to the North, Two Three Sierra.”

“Beechcraft King Air Victor One Seven Mike, extend downwind. I’ll call your base.” said the radio as the helicopter climbed away from the airport and began flying to the north.

“Okay, so anyways.” said Natasha “Sorry about the rush, but we are in a bit of a hurry here. We’ve got about twenty-five minutes before we reach the dam, and I assume you all have the latest intel, so how about you guys come up with a plan and let me know what you want me to do when we arrive. I’ve never flown a Bell 412 before, but it seems like a pretty good helicopter so far. I bet it can handle whatever you need it to do.”

[Rawlincia]

The Rawlincian Patrol-Boat with the help of the dropship detected the incoming trucks but the F/A 33s were landed at the nearest airport to refuel and so the pilots could sleep and eat.
"This is the Orion to the Torch-class, we have detected at least 10 trucks loaded with unknown men that we believe to be hostile, keep an eye out!"
"This is Captain Archer of the Torch, do you not know the armament of this boat? We are designed for very light naval skirmishes, mainly against pirates and smugglers, we are here to protect the dam from any more naval attacks. Our AGS could theoretically take out the trucks."
"Do it then, the ETA for the return of the Wolves is 45 minutes."

The Torch readies a 57mm HE shell for the AGS, when it fires the patrol boat starts rocking slightly.
"What is the damage from the shell, Orion?
"It seems to have hit 1 truck but the explosion overturned 2 others, good job."
_____________________________________________________________________
All this was happening while the AWS troops are firing at the trucks.
"Thank God for that strike, I didn't realise the Torch-Classes could do such a thing," Yells Lieutenant Riker, the leader of the AWS strike team.

"Yep, I was on one of those during a spec-ops piracy mission, they may be small but the took down a fairly large pirate mothership." replies Sergeant Brown.

Just then a bullet grazing Sergeant Wilson's arm, they then open fire on the trucks aiming at the drivers and one of the soldiers lobbed a grenade over the concrete rubble they were hiding behind.

[Servinta]

1505
The sky was full of clouds and the occasional bird soaring above them like a fish in water, these things passed by the paratroops quickly as they gained terminal velocity but they were still discernible enough that the men could take in the better part of their job.They plummeted at high speed towards the earth with reckless abandon and while some may have called it an unnecessary danger for men who have parachutes, it was considered by their commander as necessary for the missions success.Reasons for this tactic varied between the fact that the enemy was less likely to see a fast moving speck in the sky rather than a slow moving parachute as it descended upon them.After a three minute drop the ground began to approach at an alarming rate, making many of the men feel the rush of adrenalin from the prospect of oncoming death, Yuri who was a seasoned veteran of this outfit just smiled as his view of the ground grew more detailed.

Then with a sudden flick of the wrists the men all pulled their para-cords in unison, unleashing their parachutes that had been on their backs.The jerking motion of their fabric slowing them down would have given the average novice a bad case of whiplash but as Yuri was a veteran, his men were experts in their profession.

They landed with light thuds as they rolled into the collisions with the ground, a few were stopped not by their own will but instead by the trees catching their chutes during the landing.Happy to see that his men had taken their training in the last few months well, Yuri checked all his men again for any injuries they might have taken during the fall and to his relief none of them had suffered more than a few scratches from branches and bruises from the impact.

"Good check comrades." He patted the nearest of his men on the back and nodded to the rest in acknowledgment of another successful fall.

"Team one with me, team two, you set up positions and prepare for covering fire, mark your targets and do not fire until I give the signal." He handed out orders that each of them had already known but were reminded anyways.

Slowly he lead team one down the slope of the eastern ridge and soon both the dam and the enemy convoy were visible from the teams perch on a hill above them.The convoy had already been hit by a patrol boat that was idling in the dams reservoir and Yuri was thankful for that, the more the enemy focused on the boat out in the open, the less of his team would be noticed.

"Ready, aim, FIRE!!!" He ordered over the radio to both of his fire-teams.

The rocket launcher carried by a trooper in Team two flew from its launcher in a blaze of light and after a mid air adjustment to the trajectory it swerved left and hit the lead vehicle in the convoy.The rest of the team let loose with heavy covering fire from both he ridge-top and the hill below.

[Congreveopia]

Archibald Dam, Terrorist Commander, 13:08:

The commander of the terrorists sat in the front passenger seat of the second van. He watched with pleasure as the new arrivals scattered before his attack, then with anger as they regrouped and fought back. He heard a scream from the sniper, saw an explosion where the RPG soldier was, and noticed the machine gun stop firing. Then he saw an enemy vehicle turn onto the dam and charge towards them, the people aboard firing at them. The front SUV’s tire was shot out and it swerved wildly; first to the right, and then back to the left. Then with a grinding crash it tore through the guardrail and plunged away, tumbling down the South side of the dam to the ground 600 meters below. He heard the driver of the van in front scream as the hostiles opened fire on his vehicle.

“Keep going!” the commander yelled into the radio “We need to reach cover or we’ll die out here!”

Suddenly there was an explosion as the 57mm shell slammed into the van in front of them. It punched straight through the right side of the van and exploded inside the armor. He saw flames licking out through the hole in the vehicle. It spun around to the right and hit the guardrail there, blocking the path. The driver of the commander’s van couldn’t slow down in time and he crashed into the burning van. The commander instinctively reached up to shield his face as the windshield broke and closed his eyes. He felt the van roll and slide to a stop on his side. As he opened his eyes he saw the van was on its side, resting against the left guardrail. The driver was laying dead halfway through the broken windshield. The commander noticed he hadn’t been wearing a seatbelt. The cover they needed was a mere 20 meters ahead.

The commander unfastened his seatbelt and climbed out of the van through the broken windshield. He dashed around to behind the two wrecked vans and saw that the other vehicles were stopped there, waiting for his orders. The people in the back of his van were climbing out, mostly dazed but unhurt.

“Okay!” he yelled over the roar of the water. “We are almost there! We need to rush the center of the dam together! Engineers, grab your explosives and we charge!”

The men warily began climbing out of their vehicles. They appeared hesitant, not ready to simply run at the enemy.

The commander sighed. He needed soldiers, not petty criminals. “Fine!” he said “Anyone who lives never has to work another day in his life!”

The men cheered and grabbed their rifles, ready for action. The commander sighed. None of them were going to live through this. He pulled out his pistol and got the men ready to charge. He noticed one man who still had his safety on, and another without a magazine in his gun. There was no time, though. He was lucky the boat hadn’t already fired again.

“Charge!” he yelled and the men rushed past the vans, firing as they ran for the cover at the center of the bridge. He ran after them.

Fortress, 13:10:

“Hold fire!” yelled the commander at the Rawlincian Patrol-Boat “I repeat, hold fire, you morons! No explosive weapons on the dam!”

“I won’t deny it’s effective.” thought the commander as he watched the video from the drone showing the vans crashing “But the risk is too great. These hostiles are a distraction. The dam breaking is the threat.”

The commander watched as the enemies regrouped. He warned the Rodstov and Grenodans of the charge that was coming.

“Guys...” said a technician, highlighting an area of the video feed. “What are these guys unloading from the van?”

“Duffel bags.” said someone “What’s in them?”

“Something with a density of roughly 1.6 grams per cubic centimeter.” said Nexus.

“That’s C4.” said a technician “Imperfectly packed, hence the lower density.”

“Resume fire!” yelled the Commander to all units at the dam as the enemies charged “Use of explosive weaponry authorized! Take out the guys in back with the duffels!”

[Cbngggfv]

To Whom It May Concern,

We are sorry about your losses and this crisis. We would like to send two of the best terrorist detectives that are from Cbngggfv. We are highly certain that with your help, they will succeed in helping you.

Sincerely, Kal Jordan, Director of Intelligence

[Rodstov and Grenoda]

Archibald Dam, Terrorist Commander, 13:08:

The commander of the terrorists sat in the front passenger seat of the second van. He watched with pleasure as the new arrivals scattered before his attack, then with anger as they regrouped and fought back. He heard a scream from the sniper, saw an explosion where the RPG soldier was, and noticed the machine gun stop firing. Then he saw an enemy vehicle turn onto the dam and charge towards them, the people aboard firing at them. The front SUV’s tire was shot out and it swerved wildly; first to the right, and then back to the left. Then with a grinding crash it tore through the guardrail and plunged away, tumbling down the South side of the dam to the ground 600 meters below. He heard the driver of the van in front scream as the hostiles opened fire on his vehicle.

“Keep going!” the commander yelled into the radio “We need to reach cover or we’ll die out here!”

Suddenly there was an explosion as the 57mm shell slammed into the van in front of them. It punched straight through the right side of the van and exploded inside the armor. He saw flames licking out through the hole in the vehicle. It spun around to the right and hit the guardrail there, blocking the path. The driver of the commander’s van couldn’t slow down in time and he crashed into the burning van. The commander instinctively reached up to shield his face as the windshield broke and closed his eyes. He felt the van roll and slide to a stop on his side. As he opened his eyes he saw the van was on its side, resting against the left guardrail. The driver was laying dead halfway through the broken windshield. The commander noticed he hadn’t been wearing a seatbelt. The cover they needed was a mere 20 meters ahead.

The commander unfastened his seatbelt and climbed out of the van through the broken windshield. He dashed around to behind the two wrecked vans and saw that the other vehicles were stopped there, waiting for his orders. The people in the back of his van were climbing out, mostly dazed but unhurt.

“Okay!” he yelled over the roar of the water. “We are almost there! We need to rush the center of the dam together! Engineers, grab your explosives and we charge!”

The men warily began climbing out of their vehicles. They appeared hesitant, not ready to simply run at the enemy.

The commander sighed. He needed soldiers, not petty criminals. “Fine!” he said “Anyone who lives never has to work another day in his life!”

The men cheered and grabbed their rifles, ready for action. The commander sighed. None of them were going to live through this. He pulled out his pistol and got the men ready to charge. He noticed one man who still had his safety on, and another without a magazine in his gun. There was no time, though. He was lucky the boat hadn’t already fired again.

“Charge!” he yelled and the men rushed past the vans, firing as they ran for the cover at the center of the bridge. He ran after them.

Fortress, 13:10:

“Hold fire!” yelled the commander at the Rawlincian Patrol-Boat “I repeat, hold fire, you morons! No explosive weapons on the dam!”

“I won’t deny it’s effective.” thought the commander as he watched the video from the drone showing the vans crashing “But the risk is too great. These hostiles are a distraction. The dam breaking is the threat.”

The commander watched as the enemies regrouped. He warned the Rodstov and Grenodans of the charge that was coming.

“Guys...” said a technician, highlighting an area of the video feed. “What are these guys unloading from the van?”

“Duffel bags.” said someone “What’s in them?”

“Something with a density of roughly 1.6 grams per cubic centimeter.” said Nexus.

“That’s C4.” said a technician “Imperfectly packed, hence the lower density.”

“Resume fire!” yelled the Commander as the enemies charged “Use of explosive weaponry authorized! Take out the guys in back with the duffels!”

13:09 Hours

At Jan joined the rest of his team shooting at the first van it swerved with a successful kill of the driver causing the vehicle and the people riding in it to go tumbling off the side and tumble down the side of the damn and into the water below... about 600 meters at that. That as when a shot from his left side was heard and a round clearly heavy duty slammed and penetrated the vans thin armor and exploded inside the vehicle killing its occupants.

"Jezzus...!" Jan cursed. "Who the fuck is shooting?" Jan looked and saw a river boat on the river upstream. "Christ they know how unstable this is?"

Ivana opened up with another burst from her LMG ripping into the third van however it crashed into the second vehicle disabling the van anyways by tipping it over on its side. A man with only a side arm ran back behind the van.

"Hold fire... Hold fire wait for them to attack again top up your mags while they're hiding." Jan order as he popped out his magazine and slapped in a fresh one.

"A" to "B" were clear here you want us to regroup or hold?" 'Arif spoke into the radio.

"Hold there 'Arif" Jan ordered. "Secure weapons and the bodies at the Check point the move to us. out"

"This is Fortress to Alfa! They are throwing themselves at you get ready! Out!"

With the warning from Fortress Jan turned and rested his weapon on the cover in front of him. Their were men running towards them some were now weighed down with explosives.

"Team engage those that engage us. Lets see if we can take any alive." Jan ordered. He and the medic moved from cover with weapons sided and engaged enemies that raised their weapons to fire. Jan spotted the man with the pistol again and engaged him. He aimed for his knee caps to disable him and then continued on the others. Soldiers who ran at them with malfunctions with their weapons Jan and the medic used take-downs to knock them out with out causing harm. Ivana and Miloslav covered them from where they took cover.

1315hours. // Carrier Meč // Entering Congreveopia Maritime border

"This is the Aircraft Carrier Meč and escort. We are carrying the second half of the promised equipment and personnel for assistance with the damn requesting permission to load and launch reinforcements for the damn prior to us docking."

two MH-67 Hurons (

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) were being loaded up with 4 teams of combat troops from the 31st Grenodian Pioneer's Regiment to secure dominance at the site and relay reliable data to Fortress with out it getting confused by the two new factions that seemed to pop up out of no where to assist.

While this was fine things tended to not run smoothly when there were too many chiefs in the same kitchen. Even the simplest thing could awry from too many people attempting to take over at the site. So having the most men sitting on the damn securing it and figuring things out should make things... smooth.

After the MH-67's take off two more V-120's would take off as well both of them carrying 2 IVF-6A "SPAAG"s to deal with any other terrorist air or ground threats The cargo bays would be half full of supplies and the other with Engineers. This would equal two platoons from first company the rest would deploy downstream to assist with evacuations and humanitarian aid like sand bagging Important buildings.

[Rawlincia]

13:20
The airport where the F/A 33s were landed.
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"Second Lieutenant Mitchell!" yells 1st Lt. Stuart, startling the civilians around him in the food court.

"Yes, sir, what the problem?!" he yells back.

"We got enemy trucks coming through to the dam area! how long will it take you to get the jet fired up, I can get mine ready in 5 Minutes"

"Uhh, about 8 Minutes, it had a minor landing gear problem that happened during the landing." Replies Mitchell.

"Good enough, once we take off we need to get to the dam as fast as we can, Mach 2.7 max. We should get to the dam is less than 3 Minutes then." says Stuart.

"Yes, sir" replies Mitchell as they run out to get to their F/A 33s.

[The GAmeTopians]

-(srry, messed up- Retconned)-

[Rawlincia]

The F/A 33s arrive near the dam and re-establish air superiority.
OOC: Sorry for one liner.

[Congreveopia]

Reply to Cbngggfv:

You investigators are welcome, but we cannot currently promise the security of the area around the dam. In addition to that, all helicopters in the area are currently busy. If you are arriving by airplane, we recommend landing at Wildwell Regional Airport 120 miles North of the dam and either making the eight-hour drive to the dam, or waiting for a helicopter to be available.

Reply to the Aircraft Carrier Meč and escorts:

You are authorized to proceed with all stated activities.

Archibald dam, 13:11, Terrorist Commander:

The commander swore and fell as a bullet sliced through his left knee and another cut through his right thigh. His men were getting cut down left and right and only about three quarters of the survivors were even firing. He doubted if many were hitting the enemies about 300 meters away. Most of the engineers were still alive though, and some of his men had reached cover.

“Hive to Queen, Hive to Queen.” said he radio. “Come in, Queen.”

“Gah, s***.” he said pulling out the radio “Yeah, this is Queen.”

“I’m seeing a lot of radio chatter closing on the dam, Queen.” said the radio “Ditch the other plans and crack the nest.”

“F***.” said the Commander “Okay, Hive. Queen copies.” He managed to roll into a sitting position, and yelled to his men “Crack the nest!”

Most of his men looked around perplexed or continued to charge and fire, but the engineers knew what he meant. They ran for the Southern edge of the dam and tossed their bags on the ground as the 17 surviving soldiers did their best to provide covering fire. They then pulled off their jackets to reveal climbing harnesses and rope. They each looped their ropes over the guardrail, hooked on a descender, clipped their duffels onto their climbing harnesses, and jumped off the edge of the dam. Seven of them made it over the edge and they began abseiling down as fast as they could, sticking C4 on the dam as they went.

[Rawlincia]

Reply to Cbngggfv:

You investigators are welcome, but we cannot currently promise the security of the area around the dam. In addition to that, all helicopters in the area are currently busy. If you are arriving by airplane, we recommend landing at Wildwell Regional Airport 120 miles North of the dam and either making the eight-hour drive to the dam, or waiting for a helicopter to be available.

Reply to the Aircraft Carrier Meč and escorts:

You are authorized to proceed with all stated activities.

Archibald dam, 13:11, Terrorist Commander:

The commander swore and fell as a bullet sliced through his left knee and another cut through his right thigh. His men were getting cut down left and right and only about three quarters of the survivors were even firing. He doubted if many were hitting the enemies about 300 meters away. Most of the engineers were still alive though, and some of his men had reached cover.

“Hive to Queen, Hive to Queen.” said he radio. “Come in, Queen.”

“Gah, s***.” he said pulling out the radio “Yeah, this is Queen.”

“I’m seeing a lot of radio chatter closing on the dam, Queen.” said the radio “Ditch the other plans and crack the nest.”

“F***.” said the Commander “Okay, Hive. Queen copies.” He managed to roll into a sitting position, and yelled to his men “Crack the nest!”

Most of his men looked around perplexed or continued to charge and fire, but the engineers knew what he meant. They ran for the Southern edge of the dam and tossed their bags on the ground as the 17 surviving soldiers did their best to provide covering fire. They then pulled off their jackets to reveal climbing harnesses and rope. They each looped their ropes over the guardrail, hooked on a descender, clipped their duffels onto their climbing harnesses, and jumped off the edge of the dam. Seven of them made it over the edge and they began abseiling down as fast as they could, sticking C4 on the dam as they went.

"This is Orion Dropship to the F/A 33s and the Torch, we got... well... disturbing information. While our EW Specialists were zeroing in the frequency/frequencies that the terrorists could be using we managed to track it. We managed to tap into one for about 20 seconds but it was very patchy. We heard something about a 'Hive' and a 'Queen' we're cross-referencing these to known terror cells, no progress yet. I'll keep you posted, Commander Foster out"
"A 'Queen' and a 'Hive' are these people Borg?" Replies Lieutenant Stuart in a joking tone."

"Haha, very funny, Lieutenant," Retorts Commander Foster in a rather sarcastic tone. "In all seriousness we NEED to find out who these people are,"

[Urran]

Now that there seemed to be an actual firefight going on, and several nations seemed to be getting themselves involved, the even actually became a big feature on the Urranese news. They were showing feed from the dam as well as telling still images. It was now common knowledge that Fujijima was going to send in engineers, but, there was now actually something to worry about, a dam burst could flood a major area and put civilians at risk, so the main question would be "should Urran get involved?". They could at the very least help evacuate the area, but the political debate continued to rage.

[Rodstov and Grenoda]

Reply to Cbngggfv:

You investigators are welcome, but we cannot currently promise the security of the area around the dam. In addition to that, all helicopters in the area are currently busy. If you are arriving by airplane, we recommend landing at Wildwell Regional Airport 120 miles North of the dam and either making the eight-hour drive to the dam, or waiting for a helicopter to be available.

Reply to the Aircraft Carrier Meč and escorts:

You are authorized to proceed with all stated activities.

Archibald dam, 13:11, Terrorist Commander:

The commander swore and fell as a bullet sliced through his left knee and another cut through his right thigh. His men were getting cut down left and right and only about three quarters of the survivors were even firing. He doubted if many were hitting the enemies about 300 meters away. Most of the engineers were still alive though, and some of his men had reached cover.

“Hive to Queen, Hive to Queen.” said he radio. “Come in, Queen.”

“Gah, s***.” he said pulling out the radio “Yeah, this is Queen.”

“I’m seeing a lot of radio chatter closing on the dam, Queen.” said the radio “Ditch the other plans and crack the nest.”

“F***.” said the Commander “Okay, Hive. Queen copies.” He managed to roll into a sitting position, and yelled to his men “Crack the nest!”

Most of his men looked around perplexed or continued to charge and fire, but the engineers knew what he meant. They ran for the Southern edge of the dam and tossed their bags on the ground as the 17 surviving soldiers did their best to provide covering fire. They then pulled off their jackets to reveal climbing harnesses and rope. They each looped their ropes over the guardrail, hooked on a descender, clipped their duffels onto their climbing harnesses, and jumped off the edge of the dam. Seven of them made it over the edge and they began abseiling down as fast as they could, sticking C4 on the dam as they went.

1311 hours

Jan and Alex continued to advance pegging off terrorists that attempted to kill them. The sheer inability to anything lest than the broad side of a super carrier was sheerly staggering. Jan then noticed the man with the pistol pull out a radio and give out orders. Hesitation from parts of the remaining group that was dwindling fast allowed Jan and Alex to put several more shots down range aiming for kills on the ones that were an actual threat and wounds on others that couldn't actually fight but could be a nuisance if left un-checked. what happened next was astonishing regardless what was happening a group of men tied themselves off then threw themselves over the side and began climbing down. Jan fired at them before they could but a few made it over the side.

"IVANA KILL THEM!" Jan barked to her who was mid way through a reload. She threw the empty box mag and loaded another 200 round box quickly. She raised her weapon and rested it on the window sill. She put sustained 5 round bursts down at the engineers until there was one left.

Jan and Alex had made it to the Terrorist officers position and began to bark orders at him.

"HANDS UP YOU FUCK!" Jan yelled. "DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT THROW THE PISTOL AWAY AND I WONT WOUND YOU AGAIN, HANDS ABOVE YOUR HEAD ASSHOLE!"

While Jan was busy with the officer Alex ran and looked over the edge down at the were the engineers were climbing down and yelled his own orders.

"HEY YOU!" He yelled. "YEAH YOU DUMB FUCK DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT MOVING HANDS ON THE ROPE ASS HOLE NO WHERE ELSE OR I BLEED YOU!"

By this time Miloslav had left Ivana at the pump station and joined Jan and Alex. He moved past them and began checking the vehicles for survivors. Ivana once seeing Miloslav had made it she began to walk over to them Zip tying terrorists that were alive but wounded and pulling them away from the edge so they wouldn't commit suicide after she turned her back.

"A" Team around the same time.


'Arif and his team began securing the bodies of the security agents before moving to the Black Hawk and securing the wreck. Almasi had climbed up on the Guard house and was watching over the other three as they went around and secured each body. So far all of the bodies were just corpses with ghastly head wounds. The sniper they engaged "was" an expert and they managed to survive him. But they haven't let their guard down just yet; eyes open, moving deliberately, mouths shut.


Whirlwind 1-1 and 1-2 // MH-67 "Hurons" Inbound to Dam. 1310 hours.

The Hurons had their full complement two eight man squads armed to the teeth ready for combat. A total of 32 armed troops behind them in the two V-120 "Valkyries" were roughly 50 Combat Engineers and crew deploying after them in IFV-6A "SPAAG"s aptly named: "Cheetahs" for their fast firing and quick target recognition programs. "Fast like a Cheetah" or "Cheating like a Cheetah" because it was almost unfair for slow moving aircraft to go up against them.

"Fortress this is Whirlwind 1-1, Myself and Whirlwind 1-2 are inbound to the dam with our cargo now. to reinforce the dam's lacking security. we will be there with in 30 Mikes deploy on the east and west sides of the river respectively, Please advise other factions of this Over!"

Moments later the comm crackled again as two more callsigns "Hurricane" and "Tornado" called in with their reports to Fortress and there LZ's for the engineers.

[Congreveopia]

Archibald Dam, 13:12, Terrorist Commander:

“Well that’s that.” thought the commander as Jan ran over and began shouting at him. “I wonder how many charges the engineers set.”

He raised his hands slowly and took his hand off the trigger, but didn’t drop the pistol. He made sure to act as if he was surrendering and appear non-threatening.

“Интересно, говорите ли Вы фактически на русском языке?” he said, looking around confused. “Я буду чувствовать себя действительно глупым, если Вы сделаете?”

Archibald Dam, 13:12, Final Engineer:

The final engineer had made it a bit more that 250 meters down the dam before he decided to stop pushing his luck. The strong wind that was present was a godsend, as the enemy sniper probably had missed quite a few shots. Or maybe they’d just been shooting slowly. He stood against the side of the dam, his descender set to not pay out any more rope. He was holding the rope with his right hand, and a dead man’s switch with his left. Someone on the dam yelled somethind down at him, but he couldn’t make out most of it over the wind and the water.

“Я действительно надеюсь, что Вы не говорите на русском языке?” he shouted back. He held his hands out far away from hsi body and the rope, trying to show he wasn’t holding a gun or any explosives. “Этот план рода разваливается, если вы делаете?”