The End of A Beginning [IC/Markion only or invite/MT,PMT]

[Greater Anavokia]

To: Dura-Tek® Industries
From: Anavokian Government
We would like to hire your PMC to help our nation capture and annex parts of the LFN for the Anavokian government. We will offer you 5.7 billion marks for your PMCs employment.

Amrin City, LFN

LT. Edrick Fitch, 6th Infantry brigade, 1st Division

He fired his rifle at communist supporters. The national liberation front was pushing through the rear of the line while the Anavokian military pushes through the South. The Anavokian airforce had been unleashing hell on the LFN soldiers. The Anavokian military is going full force. His team moved forward into the city center. His comrade carried the Anavokian flag into battle as they moved block to block.

[Greater Anavokia]

Vicost City, Anavokia

President Hathford II

He stood at the podium and spoke "The LFN we will fall under the Anavokian flag. While we only took three cities, it shows the people want to live under a true government. I am here to promise our people we will gain back the old strength our nation lost so long go. I promise to get our nation a blue water navy, and a strong Airforce to aid our soldiers. To the people of Anavokian LFN I say this you will be helped by our government, we were misguided by communism like you, and now we shall help you. Your nightmare is over." The speech went on for a few more hours and afterward the crowd started to cheer.

Amrin City, LFN

SaS. Yuri Potovich, 5th Regiment, 1st Division

The city was a fight for ever street. He ran near a wall as RPGs and tanks littered the streets. He gripped his AK-74 and fired at a rebel. Soon his team moved inside and they saw Anavokian Airforce combat controllers in the lobby moving to the roof to call in airstrikes. The pro-Anavokian rebels were pushed back and now the Anavokian military had to go in alone. He moved out the back door with his team as they moved forward. The Anavokian forces were routed off from the city center and his team had to find a way through.

Image of lands Anavokia wants(in red)

[Dura-Tek Industries]

DURA-TEK®

Dear Government of Anavokia,

We accept your offer. It's a pleasure doing business with you. We've taken the liberty of moving more of our military contractors to secure rebel areas, so your troops don't have to. We are also sending some strategic advisors free of charge to embed themselves alongside your military.

[Liberated Free Nations]

Human sacrifice being made to an idol looking suspiciously like Karl Marx

First Public Address to Resistance Forces by Friend Number Six

A makeshift altar was flanked by two banners. To the right, a familiar if horrifying symbol to the peoples who survived the LFN: the Pick and Shovel symbolizing Friend No. 1's ultra-hardline version of Marxism. To the left, a symbol that's not been seen publicly since before the Marxists came to power: the Four E symbol of a temple that worshipped a secret god, representing the apocalyptic cycle of Education, Enlightenment, Entropy, and the End.

"Revolutionaries, rejoice! The Prophet Engels, surrounded by the angels of Scharrath, has appeared to me in a vision after sacred Engelstopia vanished in the fire. The Apocalypse is indeed near. Friend Number One will return soon to lead it and slay the unbelievers. Fight, comrades, the Heavens are on your side, and the First Worker of our Universe watches over you as you feed Him the blood of the People's enemies."

(chorus) "Long live the great Unifier of the tribes! Great Prophet of Doom return to us!"

"I hold the knife over the intruders of our ancestral lands that they may know sacrifice and please the ancient Gods whose names in the old tongue are Daighast and Dharbul, known in the tongue of the man we soon called Friend Number One as Marx and Lenin. When he brought the sacred books that could read the future, he promised that we would rule the world, but only after a great war unlike any before or since against a people of great cities, the Boozhwahzee."

I think she meant "bourgeoisie..."

There was a great amount of cheering, especially by people in the tattered uniforms of the Ministry of Social Welfare. Friend Number 17, standing in the audience, remained frozen in disbelief after that speech. He was a rigidly orthodox, atheist Marxist from Diyaristan.

The Revolution is losing its ideological mooring. Number Two's death was a disaster...

Then he spoke up, slamming his two briefcases on the ground. "Comrade Friend Number 6, we've just gotten the Party 5.7 billion marks worth of funding. What they don't know is that I 've been living a double life disguised as a capitalist and a mercenary."

As the knife came down on the Anavokian prisoners, Number Six exclaimed: "Praise be to Engels."

[Greater Anavokia]

End of Anavokian LFN
Calvin Hubbard, 77th Regiment, 1st Division

Anavokian troops in the west thanks to the LFN state highway have reached the edge of the lands Anavokia wants. The east is being secured by PMCs. Now they had to hold the lands. There had been some reports about people of the LFN becoming cult like. Urban environments have become police states, while rural areas are the heat of the battle. Command has been relaying a phrase to command saying they've reached the red line. He light a cigarette and walked over to the APC and his TC was sitting down sleeping. Overhead Anavokian Marko-fighters were in the sky and hitting rebel targets across the redline. They had orders to set up a DMZ, engineers would be here soon.

Vicost City, Anavokia
General Trestetski

The General went on Television and spoke to everyone watching the news and spoke "Today the Unified States of Anavokia has taken our northern lands, the Anavokian people are on the track of making Anavokia an Empire, and a continental power. Anavokia will survive."

[Albatan]

The Beginning, Altaguay-Sevevill Boarder
The AMPE Crew One, Jesse Reeves

Jesse propped her feet up on the dashboard of the Armoto armored car they had brought for the trip. She lazily glanced out the window, they had reached the Altaguay-Sevevill boarder. She fiddled in her bag for her Albatanian passport and found it under a bag of sweetened dried apricots. After getting through customs they made their way across Sevevill to reach the corner where Sevevill, Anavokia and LFN met.

[Liberated Free Nations]

Office of the President
Sevevillia, Autonomous Sevevillian LFN

Dear Anavokian Government,

Your recent military maneuvers in the south and hiring of a known terrorist organization that conspired in an attempt to assassinate LFN government personnel under false cover of being Communist agents is cause for alarm. We demand that you withdraw your forces from the country and return our lands to us, or we will be forced to take military action against you and Dura-Tek.

- PRESIDENT Q. Putnam

"Muster the Qatos and drive to the southern border. I am going to contact the Imperial Army HQ and they should respond quickly."

[Albatan]

The Tri-State Crossing, Near the Sevevill-Anavokian LFN Border
The AMPE Crew One, Jesse Reeves

They had finished their journey across the massive 'empire' that was Sevevill, good riddance. As the truck neared the Sevevill-LFN she could spot a cloud of smoke rising in the distance, somewhere in the war torn landscape people called liberated and free. Reeves shifted uncomfortably in her seat, she had finished her package of unsweetened dried apricots and was out of snacks. She turned in around in her seat and look in the back of the truck.

Sitting directly behind her was Chuck Chakovska, the first half of the camera crew. He had a block like figure and always seemed to have a five o'clock shadow neatly coating his over sized chin, never growing, never fading. He rarely showed emotion, which got to Reeves sometime, but his reflexes where unmatched so he came in quit handy at times.

Beside him enveloped in a Portable Console was Simon Simpson, a short scrawny electronic whiz in his late twenties. He was the second half of the camera crew. He has an unkempt beard, because he never shaved, and a hairdo akin the crest of a bird. He was lost on some mindless game, his long bright red hair bobbing to the beat of some unoriginal collection of samples he called a soundtrack.

She turned back to the road when she was flung into the driver, Melissa Clark. The truck jerked to the right to avoid a large pot hole, only to go straight into a roadside ditch. For a split second she could see the meter distance between the sun baked soil and the truck's windshield, and then the airbag activated.

[Sevevill]

Gen Thad Greenville. Seve City War Room
"This is bullshit. Why are we letting people rampage into OUR land?" he looked down onto a iPad at the Sevevillan land being taken up by the Anavokian's " I will brodcast a message to the CMEP"
About a hour later he stood infront of a camera. A red light flashed as the camera started to record.
"I request that the anavokian soldiers withdraw from the LFN borders. They are unlawfully entering a Sevevill controlled area without prior warning to any Sevevill personnel. If this action continues Sevevill will be forced to arrest and remove any invading soldiers untill all DRLFN pockets of resistance are cleaned up." With that he stepped down and walked behind the camera.

[Albatan]

AMPE News, Special Bulletin
Albatan Hosts Conference around LFN's Future

The following invite has been sent out to Sevevill and Anavokia.

Gov-Abt Invites

---

Dear Esteemed Officials,

You have been invited to a conference to discuss the future of LFN, we believe that if you can talk it out first, you might be able to reach and agreement before you engage on the battlefield. You will find the location attached to the invitation, here are to conditions of the conference.

- All belongings must be left with Albatanian security.
- Only five people from each nation may attend the conference.
- Food, drink, and translators will be provided.

I hope you will consider the peaceful solution be for the possible necessary violent one.

-- The Albatan Conference Ministry and Ministry of Foreign Affairs

AMPE News, Economic Segment
Recession Ends! Albatan Resumes Normal Economic Capacity

The Ministry of Finance has released a report that predicts an end to the economic struggle in Albatan. It has been two fiscal quarters since Albatan's economy took a dive.

Next up, Albatan's next military deployment, LFN or Diyaristan?

[Greater Anavokia]

Anavokia has announced the official Annexation of Anavokian LFN

Today Anavokian government officials have announced the annexation of the occupied LFN is official. The military governor General Trishti Markov of the LFN has stated the Anavokian military is fully committed to making the LFN a stable region. All citizens of the newly annexed LFN are to be made Anavokian citizens.

[Liberated Free Nations]

The Sevevillia Chronicle

"You Are Clear To Open Fire"

SEVEVILLIA, 15:43: With these words, the Qato militia has declared war on Anavokia. President Putnam, in a public statement on the subject, said that "...these are our lands. We've had quite enough of socialist rule, thank you very much. I will do everything permitted within the law to aid and abet the militia's efforts against Anavokia until they are driven out of our rightful territory."

Arms manufacturing companies owned by the political allies of President Putnam are supplying the Qatos freely with military-grade hardware, including aircraft and main battle tanks. Although much of the weaponry, manufactured in plants built to service the former Marxist regime's Revolutionary Army, is outdated by Sevevillian Army standards, it is still considered to be among the most formidable arms manufacturing industries in the region. A PMC, declining to name itself, has offered to man the aircraft with trained pilots, for a fee.

Battles opened all along Route 57, including at the Tri-State Crossing where an Albatanian news crew has reportedly been caught in the crossfire.

Qato recruitment posters often reference the Nazi-like mass murder under Friend Number One

[Greater Anavokia]

Anavokian air support hit hostile units in newly annexed LFN. On route 57 battle raged on as Aanvokain back up arrived with tanks and planes attacking QUATO forces. Pro-Anavokian militias were mobilized to protect areas, that the government could not. Anavokian hired PMCs are moving to crush any rebellion that may occur.

[Albatan]

Route 57, Tri-State Crossing
AMPE Crew One, Melissa Clack

11:30

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" Melissa repeated for the fifth time.

"Don't worry, I should have worn a seat belt." Simon was clutching the splint around his broken arm.

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10:50

After the crash Chuck had bandaged up Simon's arm minutes after the crash and then had proceeded to the back of the truck and had pulled out a long chain and hook. He attached the hook to the rung on the back bumper of the truck while Melissa and Jesse carried Simon off to the side to rest. Chuck wrapped the chain around his forearm and got into a crouching position and began to tug. The truck budged a little, dirt from behind the back tires tumbled into the ditch. Chuck took one step back, he heaved the truck a little further, and a little further, and then he lost his footing. The truck slid back into the ditch, and Chuck fell forward, catching himself with his free hand.

Chuck turned to his team, "Need more hands. Wait for help."

---

11:55

Melissa propped her feet up on the trucks dashboard, the only view outside was the dirt from the ditch. She decided to take a short walk outside, the door on the driver's side was not being blocked so she stepped out into the arid road through there. Outside she raised her hand to block the sun. When her eyes readjusted the looked up and saw and Anavokian plane zip past, followed by several more.

This was bad, who knows what could be following them?

---

12:21

The drone was collecting recon data from the surrounding area. Melissa was studying Simon's hand movements, they where jumping fro joystick to keyboard to side panel at the speed of light. How could he do it so fast? And with one hand! Then, he turned, he found something.

"What is it Simon?", Jesse piped up.

"We are in a terrible fix, we're surrounded. Anavokians to the west, Sevevillians to the east, and the don't look happy."

"Shit. We'll have to try and wait it out, lets try to call the Anavokian's, if they can free us, we can get out before it gets to hot."

"It's worth a shot."

Simon pulled up another window and plunked in some commands. The truck's radio beacon activated and broadcast a message in Russian asking for help from the closest Anavokian detachment. Hopefully the Sevevillians didn't know Russian.

Melissa turned back in her seat, she hoped that someone would get them out before the fighting started. Now they had to wait for who would show first and help them out of the ditch.

[Greater Anavokia]

Anavokia-Sevevill Tri-Crossing
JST. Tolma Viss, 7th Military Police, 5th Division

The transport trucks pulled up to the crash, and they got out. They loaded thier guns and secured a perimeter. He and a team of soldiers moved forward torwards the car with guns ready to fire. They soon got to the car and one soldier ripped off the door with a tool. They had already arrested a women in the road from the crash and in the distance shots were fired and they pulled out the Albatanians. They put the injured in stretchers and handcuffed them to the stretcher. The uninjured were detain for questioning. One of the trucks soon pulled the car out of the ditch and they saw some of the gear they had. They knew command would want to see, this they had to keep this under raps or CMEP will demand thier release, and if they want the war to og in thier favor they needed CMEP out.

[Albatan]

In the hands of Anavokians, Tri-State Crossing
AMPE Crew One, Simon Simpson

12:23

His arms hurt, he looked up, he saw some grisly police officer carrying the stretcher he was in. he then looked over, his free hand was cuffed to the poll of the stretcher. He looked at his cuffed hand for a second and then realized how dumb that was. He turned to the officer and gave him a glare and said.

"You cuffed my hand to the damn stretcher? I have a broken arm for Christ's sake!"

He decided that it would be silly to make fun of the officer more then that. He turned to the other side, he was being taken to some dusty truck, he recognized the Anavokian flag on the side, he hoped he was in good hands. He looked back at his one cuffed hand, he hoped he was in okay-ish hands.

---

AMPE Crew One, Jesse Reeves

12:30

She looked at the base of the truck, beside her was an Anavokian officer, and across from him was Melissa. Melissa had he hands in her palms and her elbows on her lap, she looked distraught. Across from her was Chuck, whose hands where tied with a bandanna because the handcuffs where to small for his wrists. The officer watching Chuck like a hawk, clutching some funny looking carbine, just in case Chuck tried anything.

Jesse turned to the officer, "So... is our gear gonna be returned to us? It better be soon, otherwise all of CMEP will be out looking for us. We send regular reports so if we don't send on in by six pm then you will be in trouble. You should message your CO about that little detail. Once we get all that sorted out I can answer all of your questions."

She hopped that they could get out of this, they clearly wanted CMEP out of this, and they would come looking when the report didn't get in, I guess only time would tell.

The doors where unlocked so nothing was torn off the truck.

[Sevevill]

Gen Thad Greenvill. CMEP council
"We request that Anavokia clears out of LFN. Before the might of Sevevill turns onto them. We will accept Albatan request for talking things out but until then LFN is property of the empire. As we are being invaded we will retaliate."

LFNRF soldier stationed on front line
"Fight the communist scum. Wipe them from the face of the earth. Reclaim our rightful land!"
Swarms of soldiers tanks and ATT's jumped the trenches and pushed on at the Anavokian soldiers. The soldiers 10,000 strong were determined to reclaim there rightful property with or without Sevevill

[Greater Anavokia]

Sevevill. Anavokia Front

Anavokian forces who were caught off guard pulled back to defensive lines deeper into Anavokain LFN. Anavokian armor moved towards the front. In the Anavokia-Sevevill border to the EAST military units launched several raids into Sevevill in hopes to cripple possible invasion forces, they targeted bridges highways and local government and military leaders. meanwhile Anavokian special Operations were moving to the Sevevillain capital to assassinate the Sevevillian leadership in need be.

[Greater Anavokia]

Route 57, Tri-State Crossing
AMPE Crew One, Melissa Clack

11:30

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" Melissa repeated for the fifth time.

"Don't worry, I should have worn a seat belt." Simon was clutching the splint around his broken arm.

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10:50

After the crash Chuck had bandaged up Simon's arm minutes after the crash and then had proceeded to the back of the truck and had pulled out a long chain and hook. He attached the hook to the rung on the back bumper of the truck while Melissa and Jesse carried Simon off to the side to rest. Chuck wrapped the chain around his forearm and got into a crouching position and began to tug. The truck budged a little, dirt from behind the back tires tumbled into the ditch. Chuck took one step back, he heaved the truck a little further, and a little further, and then he lost his footing. The truck slid back into the ditch, and Chuck fell forward, catching himself with his free hand.

Chuck turned to his team, "Need more hands. Wait for help."

---

11:55

Melissa propped her feet up on the trucks dashboard, the only view outside was the dirt from the ditch. She decided to take a short walk outside, the door on the driver's side was not being blocked so she stepped out into the arid road through there. Outside she raised her hand to block the sun. When her eyes readjusted the looked up and saw and Anavokian plane zip past, followed by several more.

This was bad, who knows what could be following them?

---

12:21

The drone was collecting recon data from the surrounding area. Melissa was studying Simon's hand movements, they where jumping fro joystick to keyboard to side panel at the speed of light. How could he do it so fast? And with one hand! Then, he turned, he found something.

"What is it Simon?", Jesse piped up.

"We are in a terrible fix, we're surrounded. Anavokians to the west, Sevevillians to the east, and the don't look happy."

"Shit. We'll have to try and wait it out, lets try to call the Anavokian's, if they can free us, we can get out before it gets to hot."

"It's worth a shot."

Simon pulled up another window and plunked in some commands. The truck's radio beacon activated and broadcast a message in Russian asking for help from the closest Anavokian detachment. Hopefully the Sevevillians didn't know Russian.

Melissa turned back in her seat, she hoped that someone would get them out before the fighting started. Now they had to wait for who would show first and help them out of the ditch.

Anavokian Military Facility

Lt. David Cross, 8th Intelligence Brigade, 7th Reserve Division

He saw the Albatanians being marched in and some were injured. They were put in cells and the injured were put in the hospital ward they were to begin interrogation of the uninjured and he walked into the interrogation room in his military dress uniform and sat down with the reporter and spoke "I was told you were detained, with very advanced military grade monitoring software, now what would a reporter and his team need military grade hardware for?" The soon bent over and picked up a bottled water and slid it to her across the table and spoke "Drink up you must be parched."

[Albatan]

..."I was told you were detained, with very advanced military grade monitoring software, now what would a reporter and his team need military grade hardware for?" The soon bent over and picked up a bottled water and slid it to her across the table and spoke "Drink up you must be parched."

Anavokian Military Facility, Somewhere in Anavokia ... Probably
Melissa Clark

Melissa was shaking in her seat, she looked down at her boots and avoided eye contact with whoever was interrogating them. After a minutes she swiped the water bottle, took a quick drink, and slammed it on the table. She then look up a little and answered the interrogators question.

"W-w-we where... um... we..." -sigh- "WE ARE PARTNERED WITH THE ALBATANIAN SPECIAL FORCES AND THEY WANT INFORMATION ABOUT WHAT'S GOING ON HERE SO WE CAN SUPPORT THE ANAVOKIANS!" -huff, huff, huff -

She slammed her face into here hands and started to hyperventilate. She looked up, grabbed the bottle and took another drink, almost choking on the water, and then she laid her arms on the table and nestled her head in her sleeve. She probably isn't the best person to interrogate.

[Greater Anavokia]

..."I was told you were detained, with very advanced military grade monitoring software, now what would a reporter and his team need military grade hardware for?" The soon bent over and picked up a bottled water and slid it to her across the table and spoke "Drink up you must be parched."

Anavokian Military Facility, Somewhere in Anavokia ... Probably
Melissa Clark

Melissa was shaking in her seat, she looked down at her boots and avoided eye contact with whoever was interrogating them. After a minutes she swiped the water bottle, took a quick drink, and slammed it on the table. She then look up a little and answered the interrogators question.

"W-w-we where... um... we..." -sigh- "WE ARE PARTNERED WITH THE ALBATANIAN SPECIAL FORCES AND THEY WANT INFORMATION ABOUT WHAT'S GOING ON HERE SO WE CAN SUPPORT THE ANAVOKIANS!" -huff, huff, huff -

She slammed her face into here hands and started to hyperventilate. She looked up, grabbed the bottle and took another drink, almost choking on the water, and then she laid her arms on the table and nestled her head in her sleeve. She probably isn't the best person to interrogate.

[b]Anavokian Military Facility[b]

Lt. David Cross, 8th Intelligence Brigade, 7th Reserve Division

The prisoners was freaking out and yelling, possible panic attack. He spoke "That is not what one of the injured said. He cracked like an egg, so go on and tell us the truth before the government makes sure you were never here or that you died in the crash." He heard a knock on the door and stood up and spoke "Keep still." As the walked out he locked the door behind him, and walked down the hall with the man with the borken arm bleeding from some wounds. He was sitting against the walls he knelt down and spoke "Tell us why you are here with military equipment or I will shoot the woman in the other room, so the choice is yours."

[Albatan]

"Tell us why you are here with military equipment or I will shoot the woman in the other room, so the choice is yours."

Simon Simpson

17:00

Simon gave the Anavokian a smirk.

"Alright chump, do you have any brains in there at all? We are reporting in a god damn war zone! Do you really think we want to get ourselves killed? The Albatanian Special Forces leased us the equipment in exchange for all of the footage we get! If we don't report to them within the hour then all of CMEP will be alerted and will be coming to investigate our disappearance. So if you want to keep your little chunk of LFN safe with what little army you have, I think it would be wise to let me send the report, and be on our way."

[Greater Anavokia]

"Tell us why you are here with military equipment or I will shoot the woman in the other room, so the choice is yours."

Simon Simpson

17:00

Simon gave the Anavokian a smirk.

"Alright chump, do you have any brains in there at all? We are reporting in a god damn war zone! Do you really think we want to get ourselves killed? The Albatanian Special Forces leased us the equipment in exchange for all of the footage we get! If we don't report to them within the hour then all of CMEP will be alerted and will be coming to investigate our disappearance. So if you want to keep your little chunk of LFN safe with what little army you have, I think it would be wise to let me send the report, and be on our way."

Anavokian Military Facility

Lt. David Cross, 8th Intelligence Brigade, 7th Reserve Division

Cross' smile turned into a stare and he stood up and turned to the guard and spoke "Do we have the orders yet?" The soldier spoke "Yes sir." Cross replied "Get them onto the transports." And he walked away. He soon walked into the room with the woman and it and spoke "Get up."

[Albatan]

...Get them onto the transports." And he walked away. He soon walked into the room with the woman and it and spoke "Get up."

Jesse Reeves

17:03

She looked up at the slat on her cell door, closed. She then heard some muttered yelling and the someone jogging across the hall towards her cell. She rolled into a sitting position on the cell bunk, the slat opened. A pair of beady blue eyes began ordering her around.

"Get up! Move it!"

Jesse stood up, "Jeez, wait a minute!" The door unlocked and opened.

"This way! Let's go!" The solider ushered her and Chuck down the hall at gunpoint.

In front of them, Melissa was being pulled out of the interrogation by the officer and Simon shuffled over beside Chuck. Melissa, in tears, ran over to Jesse and clasped onto her arm. Jesse could feel Melissa heart battering like a wild animals cage. As they two women held each other, the soldier barked more worthless directions and the all followed the officer to yet another Anavokian truck. They huddled in and where sent away.

17:14

"Jesse, are you okay?"

"Ya, don't worry about me, what happened to you? You where in tears when you left the interrogation room."

"It's just, I was so frightened, and, they where so... so mean."

"Huh, no kidding! But, was it really that bad?"

"Well... maybe... maybe I was just way more scared then I needed to be."

"Heaven knows why we let you behind the wheel!"

"Hey! I am a very good driver!"

"I know, I'm sorry."

"Ya! Do you know what else?! I answered their question, and they didn't even believe me!"

"Well, they don't have-"

"I WAS SO SCARED AND THEY JUS-"

"You two! Pipe down!"

[Sevevill]

Lt. John Davis. 1st Kings Own 1st Marines. Operation Strategic Support

Twelve trucks/Humvee's worked down a dirt road towards a small town. Filled with water and food. The villages were being cut from major Sevevill supply because of the resistance. The gunners had to look out for them at all times... They no longer looked like soldiers they looked like civies. With guns. The SVMC had been trying to take whole fuck fest down but it was not working. Already the first had taken all of the shit hundreds of soldiers were getting hurt or killed.
"Fuck three persons in field... Off to the left 300M." Said the gunner
"Get out guns up. Protect the cargo" John Yelled. He was already half way out of the door. He moved his M4a1 rifle over the top of the Humvee. He looked like every other soldier. He set his gun down on the hood. He stood up and looked through some binoculars. Ping A bullet bounced off of the truck next to him. "Aight we got some deffinite resistance!" He said kneeling back down and picking up his gun again. He slid his binoculars over his eyes. Looking though the scope of the rife. He aimed at one of the men. Set his scope to the rifle. Setting his scope to two hundred meters. He aimed at one of the soldiers heads. Pulling the trigger sending the bullet down the barrel of the gun. One of the men fell. As more and more bullets were sent at them. One of the machine guns opend up on a humvee. Other soldier started shooting at them. The other humvees opend up.
"Thees fuckers gonna have more holes then a colander in a minute!" Yelled Staff Sargent Lewis Gomez. The 10 resistance soldiers had all fallen
"Hold fire... Hold fire!" Yelled John. Nothing happened. "Re mount lets get this cargo out to the civies boys!"