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by Goram » Fri May 23, 2014 10:58 am
by Gibberan » Fri May 23, 2014 11:40 am
Kassaran wrote:NSG, the one place where your opinion is the wrong one if it aint liberal enough for them... unless you're me, I'm well known for generally just despising human rights and the whole idea of entitlement.
Timothia wrote:My bad, I should have known better than to challenge the unchanging hive-mind of NSG. Won't happen again any time soon.
by Goram » Fri May 23, 2014 11:54 am
by Gibberan » Fri May 23, 2014 12:00 pm
Kassaran wrote:NSG, the one place where your opinion is the wrong one if it aint liberal enough for them... unless you're me, I'm well known for generally just despising human rights and the whole idea of entitlement.
Timothia wrote:My bad, I should have known better than to challenge the unchanging hive-mind of NSG. Won't happen again any time soon.
by Goram » Fri May 23, 2014 12:13 pm
by Gibberan » Fri May 23, 2014 3:14 pm
Kassaran wrote:NSG, the one place where your opinion is the wrong one if it aint liberal enough for them... unless you're me, I'm well known for generally just despising human rights and the whole idea of entitlement.
Timothia wrote:My bad, I should have known better than to challenge the unchanging hive-mind of NSG. Won't happen again any time soon.
by Kouralia » Fri May 23, 2014 5:21 pm
by Goram » Sat May 24, 2014 10:12 am
by The Tiger Kingdom » Sun May 25, 2014 3:24 am
by Morrdh » Sun May 25, 2014 3:37 am
by Gibberan » Sun May 25, 2014 7:17 am
Kassaran wrote:NSG, the one place where your opinion is the wrong one if it aint liberal enough for them... unless you're me, I'm well known for generally just despising human rights and the whole idea of entitlement.
Timothia wrote:My bad, I should have known better than to challenge the unchanging hive-mind of NSG. Won't happen again any time soon.
by United Kingdom of Poland » Sun May 25, 2014 2:52 pm
by Goram » Sun May 25, 2014 8:01 pm
by Grenartia » Mon May 26, 2014 12:59 am
Gibberan wrote:Grenartia wrote:"Yeah. But we'll do it after the mission, though. It'll be a good way to pass the time on our way back home. I know exactly what I want to do."
Carter grinned. He got up from his seat and went up and sat by Jimmy, as there was no one else back where he was. He sat down, greeted Jimmy, and looked at his watch. Not much time 'till H-Hour, he thought. He still felt uneasy about the mission; if the UDF was how the Captain described them, then how were they supposed to trust them?
The Tiger Kingdom wrote:Gibberan wrote:"SQUADRON! AT ATTENTION"
Carter turned to see who had yelled so loudly in their direction. When he saw it was a British officer, he immediately snapped his arm up into a salute, first an American one, then, after a stern glance from the officer, corrected himself into the standard palm-out British salute. The officer sneered in disapproval, but continued in his tidy stride across the runway.
His eyes glanced over the other squadronmates, all standing at attention, just as ordered, but they all, for the most part, had...a look in their eyes. Their faces betrayed their emotions as well, just by the slightest margin. Fear, Chagrin, Displeasure, Hatred...they were all very prominent in their faces, though he observed that the officer, who looked to have the rank of Major, seemed to take no notice. The Captain's face was especially glazed over. Carter leaned towards him. "Do you guys, uh...you guys know him, Cap?"
Cutler's face snapped over to focus on Carter with all the intensity and singular focus of a hyena transfixed by the fresh corpse of a wildebeest.
"SILENCE UNLESS SPOKEN TO WHILE AT ATTENTION, FLYING OFFICER!" he bellowed.
His authority unquestionably established now, the Major folded his arms and stared down the group one by one. Page, used to thi
"Christ, more like the 319th Cripple Squadron," Page distinctly heard one of the aides (Piers?) stage-whisper to the other (Gavin? No idea of last names) as he ran his eyes over Page, Kaya, and Silva's visible injuries. The latter aide positively giggled in response.
Page felt like he was gritting his teeth so hard, he was in serious danger of straining a muscle.
After completing his appraisal (for whatever it was worth), Cutler theatrically straightened up even more than he already had.
"Well then. At ease, come on. We've got a lot of work to get through, no time for tomfoolery."
The squadron followed this instruction. Thrusting his chest out in a manner that called forth unflattering comparisons to a some sort of avian mating display (like that of a turkey, for instance), Cutler began his little speech.
"Well now. While I hope you all had an enjoyable and relaxing little cruise down here to join me, as I said, we've got real work cut out for us. I've been in the Union for the last week, putting my nose to the grindstone, making connections, and getting things smoothed over for your arrival in order to carry out this operation. However, given that so many of you are in such poor shape, I've really had to juggle you around to make all this work. Nevertheless, I managed to pull it off. I trust your Captain has told you of all your separate roles already. But before I order you out, there are a few points I need to make sure you're aware of.
"First-" he fixed the squadron with another unblinking all-round stare, "- while you are in South Africa, you are to be on your absolute best behavior. I mean it. The situation here is extremely tense and delicate, as you may have noticed on your way in, and the last thing we need is to have any of you saying something indelicate and making our position here worse than it already is. Be respectful to your UDF fellows. Be courteous. Be polite. Work with them. Give them the benefit of the doubt. They are our allies, and we are working on their homeland. Do not forget this.
"Second, a minor administrative issue - the codename of your target has been shifted from 'Antelope' to 'Jackal'. After some thinking, I decided that the original name...well...I just thought it would look a bit silly in the history books. So, use 'Jackal' from now on when referring to the target. That's a properly threatening name, I think.
"And finally, also pertaining to the target. This is a capture-or-kill mission, make no mistake about it.
"But! Killing Jackal, I warn you, is an absolute last resort. If at all possible, he must be brought in alive. He has a potentially unique knowledge of the OB, not to even mention the Stormjaers - he may be the only man on Earth who actually knows their full strength, dispositions, and locations. If he's captured, it's very likely the entire network will fall with him like a house of cards. If he's dead, barring a miracle, those chances go down dramatically."
"Is that all understood?"
He waited all of 1.6 seconds.
"Good. Page, get yourself and the Corporal set up in that Anson double-quick. The rest of you, back to the trucks - a new driver will be in shortly, as Sergeant Coetzee will be accompanying the Captain."
What might have been an attempt at a cocky grin (but actually resembled more an evil-looking rictus of pain) crossed his face.
"That just leaves...Flight Lieutenant Silva. All right, with me, Flight Lieutenant - I've some things you can help us with while the squadron's out. Disperse, all of you, get moving!"
Kouralia wrote:As the smoke began to billow out, covering their approach, Smythe rose with the rest of red flight and followed Stanford and Carter from White Flight's example, charging into the smoke. Unlike those two, however, Smythe ran for the West buildings. As he moved forwards, the Colour Serjeant held his SMLE around the centre with his right hand, drawing and holding his Browning ready in the left - ready for the close combat he encountered as soon as he burst from the smoke. Dead ahead, was a some-what surprised, young looking OB soldier or militiaman, or what-have-you, carrying a rifle in hand. With the pistol half raised, Smythe fired one shot into hos abdomen, bringing it up a few more inches and planting another two into the man's chest before running past him to take cover against the wall of a building. "Come on Red Flight!" Smythe bellowed, letting his SMLE lean against the wall for a moment as he pulled the pin from a grenade and prepared to throw it in.
"Move it Flights, now!" He yelled to the marginally more junior SNCOs, carefully making sure he didn't accidently imply he was giving orders to Ms Noble - that would be... improper.
by The Tamerelian Empire » Mon May 26, 2014 5:23 am
"Come on, Lev, you heard the Colour! Step on it!"
by The Two Jerseys » Mon May 26, 2014 7:58 am
by Kouralia » Mon May 26, 2014 10:18 am
Grenartia wrote:"Come on, Lev, you heard the Colour! Step on it!" Jimmy shouted to the other Flight Sergeant before running as fast as he could towards Smythe's position.
"Alright, Colour. What's the plan?" Jimmy asked.
The Tamerelian Empire wrote:"Sir, Lieutenant Noble and the UDF driver disappeared behind one of those bungalows. There's heavy fire over there, maybe we should go reinforce them." As dirt was thrown up in the air near his dirty black boot, he added, "Just a suggestion, sir."
by Kassaran » Mon May 26, 2014 9:05 pm
Zarkenis Ultima wrote:Tristan noticed footsteps behind him and looked there, only to see Eric approaching and then pointing his sword at the girl. He just blinked a few times at this before speaking.
"Put that down, Mr. Eric." He said. "She's obviously not a chicken."
by The Tiger Kingdom » Tue May 27, 2014 3:11 am
by Gibberan » Tue May 27, 2014 7:30 am
Kassaran wrote:NSG, the one place where your opinion is the wrong one if it aint liberal enough for them... unless you're me, I'm well known for generally just despising human rights and the whole idea of entitlement.
Timothia wrote:My bad, I should have known better than to challenge the unchanging hive-mind of NSG. Won't happen again any time soon.
by Goram » Tue May 27, 2014 6:39 pm
by Grenartia » Wed May 28, 2014 6:03 am
Kouralia wrote:Grenartia wrote:"Come on, Lev, you heard the Colour! Step on it!" Jimmy shouted to the other Flight Sergeant before running as fast as he could towards Smythe's position.
"Alright, Colour. What's the plan?" Jimmy asked.
"Okay..." Smythe began as Jimmy landed in the dirt next to him. "Thank you Flight. Right this house is..." The Colour shrugged as another volley of fire came from the windows around the corner. "Occupied by impolite fellows."The Tamerelian Empire wrote:"Sir, Lieutenant Noble and the UDF driver disappeared behind one of those bungalows. There's heavy fire over there, maybe we should go reinforce them." As dirt was thrown up in the air near his dirty black boot, he added, "Just a suggestion, sir."
SIghing, Sebastian nodded agreement. "Yes, this house will put us on a parallel with Ms Noble to be able to support their position and strengthen the main line - or work our way over to them. As it is we need to clear all the buildings, so..." He gestured to the door. "I'll head left and you try rock paper scissors to see who's taking the right side." Hefting the grenade in his hand, Smythe pulled out the pin and tossed it through the window above his head. "Third person wait outside, maybe fire in here, until they get the all clear from the assaulters - and don't call me sir, I work for my living." With those final words and reinforced by the dulled explosion from inside the shed or what-have-you, Smythe rose and barged through the unlocked door.
As he'd said, the Colour Serjeant swept his Browning from right to left as he came around the door and immediately stepped aside to the left of the frame, trusting that either the Russian or American was following his example. Almost as soon as he stepped in, he realised that the grenade had had less of an effect than he would have liked - a large table protecting a reasonable number of enemies from its shrapnel. Calmly, the SNCO fired once into a man who was just turning away from the window, catching him with a lucky one through the neck. The next one who Smythe's sights fell across took three through the chest as he continued, dropping to his knee in the corner, covering the room and watching for movement.
by The Tamerelian Empire » Wed May 28, 2014 11:02 am
by Kouralia » Wed May 28, 2014 3:05 pm
by Morrdh » Wed May 28, 2014 3:18 pm
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