Operation: Uprising (OP:FT pt.2) [TF ATLAS ONLY]

[The Central Shadow Nation]

"Its comparable to a...C4...I never said thermite. You brought up burn,"Chariot watched as Roy placed it on the door. "If it burn it'll take too long and they may be able to counter us strongly...We need shields and something to hold them up. We have to make this quick,"He said, pulling out his SAAS-8 shotgun instead of his submachine gun. Their medic, who didn't have her combat shield, instead had a JW-132. She popped out her flashbang grenade, and requested," Honeybee, can you move the closer weapon's up?" With that, Honeybee had Sunnyside and Chariot closer to the door. Ethereal was in the back with her MSBS Radon, arming her fan-drone to disrupt some enemies. She controlled it via a controller and not her Tacpad so she couldn't rest her gun ontop of her left arm. That didn't bother her however, she'd just have to stay back.

"Did Chariot's rant frighten you?"Killebrew asked, but the responding operator shrugged. "It's my role." Killebrew nodded. Killebrew nodded, waiting to enter in. She kept her head up, as Chariot may of had a point.

[ISAF-Usea]

"Don't worry, this is made for burning through stuff quickly." Said Ishmael,"No extras required, and C4? These bulkheads are designed to withstand stuff like that. At least... The Usean ships are." Voycheck prepared the detonator for the burn charge. "All teams, on my mark."
The airborne soldier with the shield at the first bulkhead held up his shield, preparing for anything.
"Execute execute execute!" Voycheck pulled down the detonator for the burn charge. The charge quickly melted through the steel and exploded with white phosphorous on the other side, burning any near the door. Roy Ray had done the same, and once the charge was done burning and exploding, the airborne soldier moved up with his shield. Once the soldier got two steps in,that's when the machine gun fire started.

[Vacif]

The RHIB occupied by the Vacifians skimmed the rocky waters as they sped towards the gargantuan submarine. Mists of seawater splashed against them as they practically flew towards the target. It was not what they expected to see at all. Combined with the fact that it was covered in anti-air shooting at "Combat Chinooks" that were taking quite the beating, but amazingly still flew up right, it was a very atypical situation. Riley gave out an impressed whistle as they approached the massive black/grey sub. "You think we'd send a small nation into recession if we blew that thing up?" The team could barely hear his side comment over the waves, and the engine. The first set of explosions surprised them slightly. For a brief moment, the detachment thought one of the Chinooks had crashed into the deck in a fiery ball of death, but no. The Useans were turning the deck into their own firing range.

Following the destruction of the last AA piece, the ATLAS teams commenced their boarding of the sub. It'd appeared that somehow, despite launching at the same time, Oxide still managed to get to the sub last, or among the last. "This is Oxide, boarding now." As the RHIB slowed to a halt beside the titanic vessel, the waves got even more choppy as they rebounded off of the hull of the sub. Carefully, they disembarked the rocky transport onto the deck. They were going to cover one of the bulkheads, but it'd appear as though the BJs had split up to cover for them. If they all piled onto the same door, it'd make the teams uneven, so Cade took the first 4 to the first bulkhead, while Hesse took the other four to the other one. "Watch your fire, friendlies on your rear."

[Presnepartiv]

Poroshenko slammed the detonator home, and the burn charge went quickly to work on the sub's hatch. Once the charge had burned up, Pribylova and Kaskov both dropped their grenades in, and waited. Two loud bangs rang out from the sub, almost simultaneously. All six operators pulled out their pistols, and with Pribylova starting, descended the ladder into the belly of the beast.

[Astronea]

"Execute execute execute!"

Theowulf's hand dropped as the order came through over the radio. In a brief second, Eoghan squeezed the clacker, triggering the thermite charge. The device rapidly demolished the door, the intense reaction spewing sparks and molten iron as it chewed through the metal bulkhead and punched through with a secondary explosive blast. Partially melted and destroyed, the door collapsed inwards in a hue of smoke and ash. As soon as the entry point had been made, Theowulf lobbed the flashbang around the corner, bouncing inwards around the walls as it travelled down the room and ignited, blinding and defeaning anyone close enough. The team leader then swung around and stepped inside, raised his carbine and fired off his underslung M203, propelling a shell of CS gas through the interior, which immediately began spewing the nauseous fumes, rapidly filling the compartment. He rushed forward at a brisk yet controlled pace towards the right, his weapon on automatic as he began firing.

He was supported almost immediately by Valk with his GM-94. He let of a volley of three shots before dropping the grenade launcher to his side and bringing up his DSA FAL from its single point sling. The rounds catapulted towards the contact, erupting into a series of violent explosions. The first was a high explosive concussive round, the second was a thermobaric incendiary shell and the third a fragmentation grenade. The huge volume of fire was intended to stun enemy combattants and then kill them as they were jarred by the blasts. The display of firepower was made to compensate for the entry team's absence of immediate cover as the rest of the team poured into the room and spaced themselves out as they hugged the walls, advancing and firing as they did.

[ISAF-Usea]

Where Alfa-1 had entered was higher up than where the other ATLAS teams were, so they were separated from the other teams. The corridor lead to two bulkheads, one possibly was the control room, one possibly led to more corridors.
As ATLAS breached the bulkheads, machine gun fire hailed at the teams who entered. But the CS gas that had been thrown had partially blinded the gunner manning the first bulkhead corridor.

[Presnepartiv]

The team reached the bottom of the ladder, without opposition. Once down below, they holstered their pistols in twos, the other 4 watching the corridor. They rotated until everyone had their rifles out and ready, and proceeded down the hallway. They reached a set of two doors.

"Блядь". Kaskov cursed under his breath. He had to make a choice now. Not knowing what would be behind either bothered him, either one or both could be an ambush, someone had to have heard the flashbang and grenade. "Alright Poroshenko, get a charge on the left-hand one. Everyone else, get an RGN ready." Whoever was behind this door would have a very bad day indeed.

Poroshenko had the charge ready, and made eye contact with Kaskov. The latter had one thing to say. "Blow it".

The charge made short work of the door, and the 5 other operators threw their grenades through the smoke filled opening, making sure to volley them at different depths into the room. They stood out of the way of the door frame as the grenades threw shrapnel around the room, and listened closely for anything that might still be inside whatever was behind the door.

[The United Remnants of America]

As soon as the charge went off, opening a hole in the hatch, Uno and Dux moved to either side of the hatch, aiming down. The hail of heavy machine gun fire caused them to duck their heads away from the hatch and crouch. Each looked up at each other and nodded.

Almost immediately, both operators pulled a single thermate grenade from their pouches, pulled the pins on either grenade and tossed them to either side into the hatch. After the three-second fuses clicked off, a new sound and and sight joined the CS gas canisters that had gone off just moments ago: the sound of thermate explosions, scattering high-temperature and high-intensity burning shards across the corridor.

The sound of machine gun fire almost immediately subsided, and Uno and Dux waited a second more before Dux moved to the edge of the hatch and dropped down, moving a step forward, holding his breathe and squinting his eyes due to the CS gas. Uno was a moment after him, dropping down and facing the opposite direction, rifle aimed high and ready if he saw movement through the thick gas.

[The Central Shadow Nation]

"Shit!"Chariot coughed. Soon, the machine gun fire stopped, but the combination of flaking metal and CS gas made his eyes, shielded by his giant armored helmet (Tachanka's,basically). The incoming fire had made him move, therefore spreading the CS Gas into his mouth and nostrils.

He gulped, his throat burning even more, but carried on. He was pushed by Sunnyside, getting him out of the denser CS gas. Chariot started taking some more light breaths, following Sunnyside who had his JW-132 raised. "Anything up there?" Sunnyside asked. "Moving up to the front," Chariot moved up, surpassing Sunnyside who flinched his gun a little, letting Chariot surpass. Chariot gave a thumbs up when he was up there, and began to hold his breath once more. He flicked on the laser on the bottom of his SAAS-8, lining it up with the wall as they made their way further.

[ISAF-Usea]

Another barrage of gunfire came, tis time a little more inaccurate. The airborne's soldier shield received a few hits, but other than that it was unscratched by the barrage. 'everyone ok?" Asked Voycheck as the ATLAS teams moved forward. "Watch your corners, they could be anywhere." Said Ishmael over comms, following the CSN team in. "You guys forget your masks?" Ishmael asked the CSN team, seeing they were struggling. "Also, Alfa what's your situation?" Asked Voycheck over comms.

A fury of bullets came from the bulkhead Alfa-1 had opened, a black mask revealed himself from the smoke, carrying a M240B attached to an ammo pack. "Die fowl resitors." He said through his dense helmet, his audio module made his voice sound mechanical in a way as he stepped forward.

[Presnepartiv]

The team was glad they were out of the way when the bullets came flying through the opening. Kaskov dropped a Fakel-S just around the corner, and once the loud bang accompanied with a bright flash sounded next to him, dropped around the corner, placing three rounds of 7N6 steel core ammunition directly into the hulking figure's head. He quickly stood back up, and the team progressed through the opening, ready to shoot anything that presented itself as a threat.

[The Central Shadow Nation]

"Yeah,"Chariot replied to Ishmael as he looked down the hall. He didn't speak at all after that, not wanting to inhale any more of that gas on purpose. He leaned over the corner, clicking on the flashlight attached to his SAAS-8. "Clear so far. Check the right." He switched his position sideways, facing the door with his shotgun aimed, until he exited the entry to the hallway. He heard someone in the back say something.

"My drone has some contact. Another guy up front," Ethereal whispered loudly, putting down her Tacpad and moving her left. Her MRC Coyote was now gripped by both of her hands, ensuring for a more accurate shot when the enemy finally fired back. "Left corner."She updated the what she had on the drones cam, switching her view to the left of the next few corners.

[ISAF-Usea]

"One alive?" Said Voycheck, as he followed the lady operator in. "Ishmael, take him alive." "Yessir." Ishmael said, pulling out his peacekeeper shotgun, and pulling the pump on it which racked a rubber shell into it. Ishmael moved his way through the CSN operators, rushed through the gas, aimed right, and ordered that the insurgent stand down. The insurgent put his hands up while throwing down his weapon. Ishmael grabbed his collar, pulled him up, and walked him down the corridor, all the while keeping the shotgun to his back. He moved his way through the insurgents, and took him to the deck where he was going to be held by the airborne soldiers. Once Ishmael had done that, he headed back to the line of operators.

Back at Alfa-1's location, it seemed like there was another corridor, with a bulkhead at the end. "Alfa-1 what is your status?" Buzzed over their comms as they downed the black mask.

[Vacif]

The RED thermite hissed to life as angry sparks spewed out of its canister, beginning the process of melting open the bulkhead. The Astroneans chucked in a flashbang, blinding the submarine's defenders, before they were hit by a can of teat gas courteously of their team leader. There was little time for the defenders to cough before they were struck with a very spectacular display of explosives via thermobaric grenades. They wasted little time moving in, hugging the walls as they advanced into the submersible's tight corridors. Oxide wasted little time following suite. Holt, and Kovaleski taking up positions closer to the front with their Mk.12 semi-automatic shotguns. Muzzle reports echoed through the corridor as 12 gauge shells, 6.8mm rounds and 7.62mm rounds discharged. The resistance was minimal as they neared the staircase that would lower them further into the sub. "This is Oxide, we are nearing a staircase, hostiles eliminated, no survivors."

[ISAF-Usea]

"Area clear." Voycheck said over ATLAS comms. "Move up." Ishmael and Voycheck moved ahead of the URA and CSN forces, stepped down a few steps of stairs, and headed for the next bulkhead. Once they reached the bulkhead, they stacked up on either side and set up a burn charge on it. "This is team 2 we are ready to breach the second bulkhead. How copy? Also, anyone hear from ALFA-1? They haven't responded yet." Said Voycheck over comms and he stacked on the right side of the bulkhead and Ishmael stacked on the left.
Roy Ray and Trevor followed the Cif's and the Astroneans in. "Area clear. Let's move onto the second bulkhead." Said Roy Ray, pointing to the bulkhead ahead of the Astroneans.

[Astronea]

"Headcount." Theowulf called out as the smoke of both the tear gas and explosives began to settle. The team held their position as they waited for the formation to close back up before continuing.

"All up!" Eoghan responded from the rear of the formation. The entry team began to close the distance between themselves, forming up in a column in the brief pause.

"Spekter is at full strength, continuing with mission." Rybak reported over the comms in order to update the commander of operations.

"Roger, single fire from here on in, double taps only. Keep it tight." At the team leader's order, fire selectors were switched to semi automatic, no more suppressive fire. They intended to operate more surgically and methodically now they were in the tight confines of the submarine's innards. Reducing collateral damage was not necessarily a priority, but with so many other friendlies in close proximity, they couldn't afford to be callous.

Thoewulf regarded the two Useans at their side, following his finger towards the next bulkhead in sight. He gave a nod, motioning for the team to stack against it as they moved further into the belly of the beast along with Oxide, taking up a position at the bulkhead. Without prompting, Eoghan set up another thermite charge in the centre of the bulkhead, before expanding the triangle outwards against the frame. While Eoghan was on the right of the second entrance, the rest of Spekter stayed to the left along the corridor.

[Presnepartiv]

"We're here, we've reached another bulkhead, no form of breaching this one with force," Lazarev used the backpack radio to hail Voycheck, "Searching for alternate means to open the bulkheads." The team spread out through the room, searching for any type of console, panel, or fuse box that they could possibly use to open the door. While they did this, Pribylova and Kovalchuk covered the two doors at either ends of the room, ready to open fire should anybody not friendly attempt to advance through them.

[ISAF-Usea]

As ALFA-1 searched the room, Voycheck got on comms. "Search for a button or something. There has to be a hidden panel or scanner. Also, team 1 how are we on readiness?'" He asked over comms. "All good sir, just awaiting your signal." Replied Trevor in his low, rough voice. "Roger that. Standby." Ishmael clung to his ARX-A in his hand, while he was ready to kill, he was also ready to take some insurgents alive. He made sure to keep his mind on his peacekeeper shotgun on his back should he need to take some more prisoners.

[The United Remnants of America]

Uno and Dux reloaded as the two Vanguard moved forward and joined their Usean teammates. Uno double-stacked behind Ishmael, rifle ready in his hands while Dux looked around. "Hey, I got something..." Dux had found a rectangular cover in the side of the hall while a small clip that allowed it to be moved. Under the metal cover was a panel with a switch on it, as if they sub's door controls were recessed to protect against accidental bumping. Dux but his thumb on it, "Alright. This should be the door control. Ready to breach on three. One, two.." On the silent 'three,' Dux flipped the switch to hear to his right the barely audible hiss as the door slid open.

[ISAF-Usea]

"Well, that was easy." Said Ishmael, as he did, he turned the corner and immediately turned back in after getting a glimpse of the massive room that appeared to be the mess hall.. And receiving a welcoming party of gunfire. "Well uuh that room is filled with guns. Waddya' say we give the combat drone a spin? Roy Ray. Once you breach get that drone up and ready." Said Ishmael over comms. "Roger that." Responded Roy. Roy Ray reached behind him and pulled out a small quad drone with a rifle attached to it. "This'll get messy... This thing can blow your brains out without you knowing." Remarked Roy Ray.