Firestorm Crisis RP [TF ATLAS only IC]

[ISAF-Usea]

CURRENT SITUATION

A massive insurgency has been conducted against ISAF. This insurgency has been the largest terrorist attack on Usea soil since the recent splinter cell threat in 2014.
The attacks have targeted major ISAF assets. Such as the Twinkle Islands, Stonehenge, Megalith, and the Aegir fleet. All national guard and ground assets are busy defending certain areas of Usea, and the only nationwide support available is air support. Naval support is currently busy all across the coasts of Usea defending. The president has called for a state of emergency and has mobilized all available units. The unknown force has shown no signs of giving up, and is hell-bent on taking these assets from ISAF. This cannot happen. Since ISAF has it's hands tied, it has turned to ATLAS for help.

MISSION
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The Island of Yamoka in the Twinkle Islands, currently under seige by Insurgents.
ISAF defensive forces control the south western side of the island.

The current objective is to hold back the insurgent forces at this island. There is a salvacion class battleship off the coast, along with two battlecruisers. Artillery support is also available. Air support will be widely available, but will be limited due to the heavy presence of insurgent AA. Secondary objectives include identifying the unknown forces and capturing any insurgents if possible.
Teams will be dropped in VIA airdrop from an avenger. Watch out for ambushes and sneak attacks, as the insurgents have been using them frequently. Use caution when going into buildings and walking out in the open. The island is crawling with snipers and traps. Watch out for tear and nerve gas, they have been reported to be in use by the insurgents.

RULES:
No god-modding
No WMD use
You can call kills on NPCs

WARNINGS/HINTS:
If you approach an insurgent, approach him carefully, as he may be strapped with bombs.
Gas attacks will happen at random

ABOARD AVENGER BOMBER, 500 MILES OUT FROM TWINKLE ISLANDS LZ. 17:00
The massive bomber holding the variety of ATLAS teams kept a straight and steady course. "I still can't believe that these guys haven't been defeated." Remarked the pilot, talking about the insurgents. "Yeah. It's a wonder that they even made it to the continent. We are one of the most secure places in the world." Replied the co-pilot. "Well that's been challenged I guess." Replied the pilot.
Three blips popped up on their radar. They immediately got a comms call. It was one of the attack squadrons, which had two hellhogs and one super specter. "Hey guys, don't mind if we tag alone do ya'?" Asked one of the pilots from the squadron on comms. The pilot got on comms,"Yeah sure. Think you can cover our guys in exchange? We're on our way to the Twinkles to unload these guys mid-air." Explained the pilot. "Yeah sure, we got ya'." Replied the same pilot from the squadron. The two hellhogs flanked he avenger, while the specter stayed behind the avenger.

[Esgonia]

Inside the cramped Avenger bomber, where a variety of other operators were inside, the HUNTR Teams, who were immediately called out of the bar as soon as the op began, gear up and get ready, loading up magazines and checking their equipment. Having been told that these insurgents would use gas masks, they had prepared the gasmask system. Koko and the rest suit up while Grad checks the comms to see if Eldrichta can contact them. In a few seconds, Kotori, the team's Intel Officer, had linked up with the team's comms.

"Testing...1,2,3....can you guys hear me out there?" says Snips, contacting them through their earpiece.

"Clear as glass sir." Replies Grad, pressing the bolt release of his HK416.

"Good. I think you guys know me, especially Koko out there "yeah,yeah, Snips", I'll be your intelligence officer for you guys in TF Atlas, bringing you live updates, intel, and all that jazz. anyway, I think you have been briefed over the situation in Yamoka, insurgents taking over, yadda yadda yadda, and basically just watch your step, as you know how deadly those guys are. So, good luck and break a leg out there. We'll track your movements through satellite imagery from here, so we'll contact you if anything comes up, may it be hostiles, a building, etc. Anyway, make the homeland proud, guys!"

The team shouts "HOOAH!" as they finish up preparations. This was their first time in Task Force Atlas, and they must make sure they do not mess this up otherwise it would tarnish Esgonia's reputation of having a powerful and skilled military force. As soon as they don their gas mask, Konstantin says a silent prayer to the goddess Mari as the rest stay silent and wait for the go-signal.

[Empire of Donner land]

"Do ISAF SF always have to use these stupid things? It's uncomfortable as all hell. I've been in ARID V's and this is five times worse." Broken complained as he began pulling on a gas mask. The mask easily fit over the helmet as it was designed to be compatible with any sort of equipment to be put on the head area, atleast the head area of a human.

"Could you stop complaining for one second? Your bullshit isn't making this cramped space any better. And you havent stopped since we got on this god forsaken aircraft." Dakkas muffled voice spoke from next to Broken as he screwed on the filter. He was exaggerating, L.G Squad 2 normally just stayed quiet on flights like this. How ever, they did play music over their radio channel using the specialized comms system they were given. Which allowed for a mini CD or any other data storage device to play audio. But mostly it was for uploading any data to their HUD device in their helmet.

The squad had already finished preparing themselves as the aircraft still flew over to the AO. This wasn't there first mission dealing with Chemical weapons of any sorts. Living and serving for a nation that had terrorist problems usually had plenty of those threats.

[Cruxa]

The weary Cruxan team were huddled together in the back, cleaning their weapons. "Hey boys, ready for go time?" said Parker, with a smirk that belied the bags beneath his exes. St. Jimmy tested the radio, as he would be dropped to a higher location to give Echelon the sitch, play-by-play. "Yo, Parker. You got me?" he growls into the mic.
"yeah, we can hear ya." Nodding toward the leader of the group, who was pulling on his helmet, Parker said, "Sir, Jim's go the radios working." He adjusted his parachute pack as he waited for Col. Queen's response.
"... Go time."
The team lapsed into silence, and not even Johnson dared a smile or dirty joke. Felicity'd be coming in with the air support later, if all went well...

[The RODina]

The Rodinan Urban Praetorians sat anxiously waiting in the cramped bomber with the other spec ops personnel from ATLAS. Decurion Gaspar Dutra was in charge of the team as always, he picked up his radio and tried to speak over the aircraft's engines.

"Home Base! This is Triumph Zero-One, Is the signal clear?" he said.

"This is Home Base, we are reading you loud and clear, Decurion," the radio operator responded.

"What is so special about this island that they need to send in goddamn ATLAS, is there something here they aren't telling us about?" Dutra asked, "Because if we are looking at some high-value shit here, well I think it's safe to say we would really like to know about it!"

"Negative... Uh, at least, if there is anything they haven't told you about, they haven't told us either. The thing is, Decurion, we don't really know who we are up against here. That is the real issue," the operator responded.

Dutra shook his head, "Alright, Homebase, we'll radio in again when we make landfall," he put the radio away in his backpack. "Come on boys, get ready to jump when we are over the drop zone," he said. He peered over his men, mentally checking their equipment, since they would need to drop in via parachute, the large unwieldy scutums and heavy armour would be unpractical to take with them on this operation, so the Praetorians went in with a light loadout.

The two Hastati and himself carried RB990 Close Quarter Carbines, probably more at home with a designation of SMG rather than Carbine. In addition to these CQC fighters, the two Principes and the First Legionary carried RB89 "Veles" (SU-16) carbines with 30-round magazines to engage enemies at any range. While there are other weapons likely more effective than this carbine, the entire Legion has in various engagements found the Veles to be an ideal mix of reliability, accuracy and low-weight, making it particularly popular for Praetorians. Each soldier also carried a Carbon-Steel Machete Gladius and a RB B1 (HK45)

Waiting for the dropzone was always one of the most difficult parts of an airborne operation, and this was the team's first collaboration with ATLAS, he didn't yet know his fellow operators. They were also speaking into their radios, checking their signals with their home team.

As they began to near the drop zone, Dutra gave his fellow legionaries a little pep talk. "Come on boys, let's show these bastards what it means to make an enemy of the Rodina! Remember, you are the best of the best, keep your eyes and ears open and you will be fine. Make sure you watch your comrades' backs, they will watch yours. Get ready to drop boys, good luck and ad Triumphum!"

[Vacif]

OCTOBER 4TH, 2015, 17:00
AVENGER BOMBER, EN ROUTE TO TWINKLE ISLANDS
1ST DETACHMENT, 29TH SPEC OPS BRIGADE

The use of Avenger bombers was surprising to the Vacifian team, but they worked with it. Learning from their first mission, they packed just their kits, not expecting to stay too long. If anything, they could just borrow some equipment from the ISAF. While yes, it was notably uncomfortable in the troop compartment, it would of been considerably more with their old kit. Their new gear was might lighter, with a lower profile. Captain Stacer quickly went over COM checks, in response, 7 green dots greeted him in the corner of his display. They still had a ways away before the jump, so the team went about their pre-mission rituals. Some closed their eyes, and went into a state of meditation of sorts, blocking out the sound of the engines in the process, while others went about dissecting their equipment, looking for any flaws. Cade rubbed his lucky necklace while going over what the plan, and what little information they had so far in his head. This way, the time went by quite fast.

The shuffling of operators in the troop compartment were noticeable. The other teams were getting ready to drop, some giving pep talks, while others going over one final check. The 1st made sure their V29's were secured to their faces, and that their 'chutes were in order. Cade really didn't need to be writing a condolence letter to a parent, explaining that their child had been splattered into the ground at terminal velocity because of a faulty cord. Then, for a moment, everyone shut up, leaving only the loud buzz of the engines. Painstakingly, everyone waited for that bright red light to turn green, and for the outside air to roar to life as the drop ramp/door opened.

[ISAF-Usea]

"Heeeere we go." Said the pilot as multiple comms started rolling in. "Ah hell. Not this again." Said the co-pilot. Whomever wasn't on a secure channel was being blasted with the chatter all over unsecure ones. It seemed that the ISAF defensive forces had yet to divide and conquer on their channels. One comms chat that really stood out was the one about the Naval academy. "We have leeched all assets. Repeat, we have leeched all assets. We now have cadets from the academy on the field. "Mother of Christ..." Said the co-pilot. "Those kids are going to die out there. Dammit!" The pilot, besides his frustrations, digressed. Suddenly, AA fire began to fly all around them. The pilot looked at the GPS in the center console. The GPS showed that the avenger was 30 miles away from the LZ. He quickly flipped the yellow light switch which told everyone to get ready. He also lowered the ramp. The operators could see the specter behind the avenger."Thirty miles and we're already getting AA fire? What is this?" Asked the co-pilot. "Must be stray fire. Wait until we REALLY get near the island." Remarked the pilot. "Do we hold course or go ahead and attack?" Asked one of the pilots from the attack squadron. "First off, what is you guys's call signs?" Asked the pilot. "Archangel is us, the specter. The other two are falcon one and two." Said the specter pilot. "Gotchya. Hold your course falcon." Said the pilot. "Yessir." Replied one of the falcon pilots.

[The United Remnants of America]

Uno and Dux wore permanent snarls on their expressions. The two Vanguard had been suckered into an overwatch position on this mission due to their participation last time with Task Force Atlas. Sadly, 'overwatch,' didn't mean 'forward combat.' That meant the two were going light, with only the Sentinel's personnel armor rather than their own Vanguard heavy armor. It also meant that the twosome were only armed with assault rifles and pistols each, no grenade launchers, missiles, or machine guns like they were used to. The two Remnant Vanguard felt naked without their armor, despite the parachute straps around their bodies.

As the two stood in the back of the line, they noted the presence of the other operators on the plane. A lot of them were new additions to the Atlas family, but also among them were some veteran fighters as well. Just right in front of them were the Grenodan C.O.R.D. team, fifteen operators that had been in several Atlas operations. Uno and Dux didn't know much about Captain Taurusky, but they knew that they were supposed to stick with the Grenodan captain and his team for the duration of the mission.

Uno gave a knowing look to Dux, and his partner and friend's expression flashed from a grimace to a smirk for just a second. The two knew this operation was going to be a peace of cake. Rebels were easily quelled, weren't they?

[ISAF-Usea]

Once the avenger had hit the ten mile mark, the stray AA fire seemed to get worse. "It's probably hell down there..." Said the pilot. "Probably." Replied the co-pilot. The pilot hit a switch, which turned the jump light to red. Otherwise known as the,"You better be ready to jump when I press this button," light. The avenger finally hit the five mile mark, and that's when the AA got interesting. AA bullets swarmed the skies, just barely avoiding the avenger. "Damn this is hectic." Said the co-pilot. "You betchyer' ass it is." Replied the pilot. The pilot had already given the,"attack," command to the hellhogs. Which had descended and were probably engaging ground targets. Only the specter was with them now. "Steady... Steady.... MARK! GO GO GO GO!!" The pilot said over the intercom as he pressed the green button once he said,"Mark." The specter immediately braked, turned to it's side, and started firing on the enemy AA to soften it up. The specter's massive guns roared as they fired and rained hell upon whatever was shooting at them.

[Dictatorship Of South Eaka]

Onboard Avenger Bomber
Onboard the Avenger the SAT was waiting in line in the cramped area with all of the other teams, the team was complaining about the cramped space onboard the bomber "Ugh, this thing is so cramped.., why do they even use thing hunk of metal" "Shush Anarchist, now check your weapons and ammo. The team began to check their ammo and gear, starting with their primary weapons and then going down the line, they tested to make sure their chamelian cloak worked, they all disapeared from the plane for a second and then reapeared after they turned off their cloak "Yea it still works" the team finished up by checking their Tactical Communication Phones which were working. The team then activated their HUDs where they were breifed on their objective by Kiril "Alright boys, some sort of insurgency happening down there, their some tricky bastards so watch out for mines and they are also believed to have possession of harmful gases, so keep your gas masks at the ready, our objective is to support the offensive teams in this operation, any questions? Good". As the breifing was finished the men did their final checks and then began to listen to some music to relax.

[Empire of Donner land]

As the light turned red the Squad stood up. They were at the very front. With Blitz jumping first followed by Dakka, Queen, Broken and then Doc in order. They were to jump and land first in order to secure and scout the area they were going to be in. Any hostiles in the area were to be immediately eliminated to make way for the rest of TF ATLAS. Making the last checks to their equipment they stood still waiting for the doors to open and the light to turn green. "L.G, ready to jump" Blitz said over the radio to the rest of the ATLAS members.

"So, we're just dealing with Insurgents? This should be easy." Queen said through her gas mask.

"Depends on your definition of easy." Blitz answered back.

"Easy, to be wiped from the earth without too much work." Queen replied enthusiasticly.

"I guess that fits too." Broken chimed in.

As the pilot began on the intercom Squad 2 prepared to jump and see what hell awaited them outside. And as the pilot said the last "go" the light turned a bright green. The doors opened and what met the LG Operatives was a hail of AA gun fire flying all across the sky. Tracers of different colors and the noise now filling their ear drums. "Do we even get paid enough for this?" Doc asked from the back slightly yelling over the noise.

"I don't think we get paid at all." Dakka answered with a slight smirk under his mask.

Now they began their jump. One by one the LG team fell out of the aircraft gracefully. They made their bodies straighten up to gain speed in order to get on the ground first before pulling their chutes and slowing down. As expected, Blitz landed first and then followed by the rest. Thankfully this time they all had landed close to each other.

[Esgonia]

As soon as the green light was given by the pilots, the team immediately stands up and prepares to jump out of the craft. The heavy Anti-Air fire didn't make it easy, though. As the sounds of fire ricochet throughout the craft. After a few seconds of last preparations to jump out. They gave a final briefing.

"You guys know the drill, right? Take out as many insurgents as you can! Watch who you shoot and what you shoot, and be wary for any ambushes and gas attacks."

"Don't worry, sir! That's why we have these gas masks, right?" Replied Caesar.

"Yeah. Just stay alive, and we can get back in time for chow. HOOAH!" Shouted Grad, followed by the rest of the squad shouting "HOOAH!". As soon as the Donners jump out of the plane. They prepare their chutes and jump out.

"Ready? 3...2...1.....GO!"

They all jump out of the plane, with AA fire all around them. To avoid from getting hit by one of them, they steer themselves away from the plane and pull their chutes once they were closer to the ground. Grad landed first, while Roman and Koko landing 30m away from him and Caesar and Konstantin, directly 6m near him. Their position was about 300m East from the L.G. Operatives.

"All teams, this is Grad, rendezvous on my position, over."
The rest move up on his position as they check if anything was damaged. Once they have linked up with each other, they prepare to move out and contacts the SF that have already landed.

[Dictatorship Of South Eaka]

Aboard the Avenger
Kiril was staring at the wall infront of him listening to music when he saw the light go green, he quickly turned off his music and ordered his men up "Alright boys, get up and get ready!" the team complied and got up and turned off their music as well "Alright boys, check each other for the jump!" the men begin to check each others harnesses, altitude pressurisers, parachutes and air masks, Alright boys ready up, "Ready 5" "Ready 4" "Ready 3" "Ready 2" and when it was Kiril's turn "And Ready 1" the team watched as the L.G and HUNTR operatives jumped in heavy AA fire, when it was their turn out the plane, they all lined up shoulder to shoulder being careful to not get hit by any stray AA roundsand jumped at the same time. They all held hands and formed a circle "This is so cool, all of this AA fire and then theres us holding hands in a cirlce" stated Anarchist as they were free falling and once their altitude monitor began to beep they pulled each others parachute cords sending them all flying, they landing roughly 5 meters apart from each other, and once they were on the ground they packed up their chutes and regrouped. They then began to rendevous with the L.G Operatives.

[The RODina]

"GO GO GO GO!" shouted the pilot over the intercom, and the other paratroopers began to make their jump from the back of the Avenger. Once quite a number of people had made the jump, the Urbans leapt from the back. The earth was laid out underneath them, and they could see ocean for miles, with a large splattering of green fields, littered with the occasional explosion, tracer round, or AA bursts coming straight for them. At about 400m they opened their chutes and felt a sudden jolt as they caught the air.

Decurion Dutra hit the ground and rolled, quickly cutting the cords of his parachute and letting the heavy nylon parachute flow free, looking around, the rest of the Contubernium (Squad) were not far away. They all soon made their way over to Dutra's position and met up, all were uninjured and prepared to begin the operation.

"This area looks secure. But make sure you keep your eyes peeled, Praetorians," he pulled out the radio comms from his pack. "Home base, this is Triumph Zero-One, we are on the ground, I repeat, we are in the AO, no contact so far, over to you."

"Alright, Triumph Zero-One, we will be in contact, Home base out," the radio comms responded, and the Decurion put it away.

"Come on, boys, let's head out, keep your eyes out for insurgents and keep your head down. We don't know who- or where- they are," the Deucrion ordered, and he and his men moved out, hugging the cliff-face, Hastati in front, Principes in the middle, and the Sniper at the back. A tried and true Legion formation.

[Vacif]

The light turned green, and the island came into view. Streaks of yellow-orange streaked uncomfortably close by as the other teams dived out of the mid-20th century bomber. 1st detachment formed up, and checked each other's chute's one last time before making the jump. The AAA fire directed at their general area was intimidating yes, but it was comforting that the overhead was raining down their own form of hurt onto whatever AAA was down there. Donnish, and Esgonian troops had already made landfall, followed by Eakans, and the Rodinians. They were all converging on the general location of the Esgonian/Donnish teams. Cade looked down below towards the island. Anti-air was still going at it, but were more focused on the gunships than the paratroopers. Probably assumed they were reserves hastily being pulled into the fight with an outdated vessel of a plane. Aside from the triple A on the ridge to the north-east, they appeared to be landing near a building, or buildings to the south-west, farther away from the other teams. Some kind of refueling, or training position. He couldn't quite make it out. It was about 400 feet now, and so they pulled the cord. Their backpacks releasing a white flowery blossom to slow their descent.

The Vacifians made landfall on a grassy field a little east of the buildings. With haste, they started to unbuckle their harnesses, and started to pack them up. Vera, RIley, and Claudia locked down the area whilst the others did this. While they could search the buildings to the west of them, it would of been better to regroup first before doing anything. The Esgonians had landed about half a klick from their location, the space between them, and friendlies was open clearing. Very dangerous, but that's where the wonders of modern technology came in. The team went prone, and scanned the entire area for movement, searching for snipers, or any type of person who could see them in general. They were sure they were alone, but they wouldn't be for long. Cade ordered his team to activate the "Gillie" system on their armor, which essentially turned them invisible. It wasn't completely fool proof, but it would make getting shot at a lot less likely. The team shimmered out of existence, and made way to friendly forces.

[ISAF-Usea]

The southern half of the island was obviously heavily fortified. The ISAF NG had a massive line of machine guns, paladin tanks, and NG soldiers. At the back, where the ATLAS teams were still deploying at, were multiple RTB-101 artilleries, and a few crusader tanks. At the front, it was obvious that the ISAF NG was making no progress. The insurgents came wave after wave after wave.
On the ground, the teams who had landed were met by the Erusean BJs. "Ah, nice to see you guys." Said Captain Voycheck, extending his hand out to the Donners. "Glad to see you actually came." Voycheck saw the parachutes that went off way into the middle of the field. "Ah shit. Roy Ray?" Said Voycheck, looking at Roy Ray. "I got em'." Roy Ray's CC identified the troops, and he contacted them on the ATLAS comm line. "You know you guys landed way out in the battlefield, right?" Said Roy Ray on comms.

[The United Remnants of America]

The Grenodan operators ran and fell out the back of the plane, one by one falling towards the island. They were followed close behind by the two Remnant Vanguard. Uno's stomach lurched as weightlessness overtook his frame, even as he extended his arms and legs to slow his descent and not go unconscious. Beside him, Dux did much the same while the Grenodans and other teams did so below them. The feeling was beautiful, until Uno noticed the AA fire.

Bursts of flak and cannon fire that was tracking on the planes they'd collectively jumped from were tracking and tracing straight through the fall paths of the operators. Uno looked on in horror as a burst of black chaff exploded under him in a knot of Grenodans. His own shout of exasperation and surprise was lost in the wind, and if anyone had said anything over the radio, he couldn't hear it due to the wind tearing by his ears. More puffs on anti-aircraft fire that had fallen short of the Avenger were exploding in the paths of the operators. Uno and Dux were lucky they had fallen last and had avoided it, but the Grenodans had appeared to take the brunt of the attack in mid-fall.

Less than five minutes later, and after a heart-wrenching yank from opening parachutes, Uno and Dux safely thudded along the ground and unstrapped their chutes. Over the radio, they heard the reports of other teams making landing, and their approximate location on the island, on which they were well within allied lines.

Over a small hill 100 meters away, a group of eight troops ran towards Uno and Dux, and from here, Uno could see Captain Taurusky, the Grenodan team leader in front of the pack. Uno and Dux jogged to meet them.

Uno reached them first, "Is this it?"

Taurusky nodded, "Yeah. Both of our recon guys are down, and our main and support teams lost a few each. These are what's left." Taurusky's eyes were hard, distanced. The eyes of a captain who had bottled up the anger and sorrow of losing friends and teammates to vent it at a later time.

Uno sighed and nodded at the Grenodan, "Alright. Well.... Let's get going then. The Blackjacks are the point on this op. Let's go RV. I think they've gotta be about a half-klick that way." Uno gestured to his right.

Taurusky nodded and with that, the Grenodans and Remnants turned to move and meet up with the Erusean team.

[Empire of Donner land]

The southern half of the island was obviously heavily fortified. The ISAF NG had a massive line of machine guns, paladin tanks, and NG soldiers. At the back, where the ATLAS teams were still deploying at, were multiple RTB-101 artilleries, and a few crusader tanks. At the front, it was obvious that the ISAF NG was making no progress. The insurgents came wave after wave after wave.
On the ground, the teams who had landed were met by the Erusean BJs. "Ah, nice to see you guys." Said Captain Voycheck, extending his hand out to the Donners. "Glad to see you actually came." Voycheck saw the parachutes that went off way into the middle of the field. "Ah shit. Roy Ray?" Said Voycheck, looking at Roy Ray. "I got em'." Roy Ray's CC identified the troops, and he contacted them on the ATLAS comm line. "You know you guys landed way out in the battlefield, right?" Said Roy Ray on comms.

Instead of shaking his hand Blitz gave a nod. At this point they knew of ISAF involvment in Donner Land. The team before getting on the aircraft at first didnt want to do the mission, but that wasnt their choice really. He looked over at the chutes landing in the field and then back at the Captain. "Just tell us what you need done and we will be on our way. But I believe ATLAS would want us to regroup first before doing anything." He said as the rest of the Squad caught up with them.

[Holy Empire of Avalon]

The DEMONs, the prime selection of Avalon's warriors, had dispatched these team for the objective; Team One was trained constantly to deal with any threats that may develop and had capabilities conventional forces would lack. These quiet professionals sat in the plane and awaited the drop. When the light turned green they rose and jumped, their armor was perfectly colored to fit the environment and showed not even a trace of the fatigues below it that looked the same. Spreading their bodies out to slow decent their oxygen supplies came on in their helmets, coming ever closer to the ground they opened their parachutes and glided on down and with precision landed directly by their taskforce members.

"Lucifer, Moloch, Azazel, Baal, Balthazar, and Abbadon reporting in, DEMON Team One all accounted for and ready to operate." They were taking cover behind a large formation of rock and checking over their kits, sure enough there were no issues, thus they stood up from being kneeled and made their way to group up with the rest of the taskforce, each operator scanning a two hundred and seventy degree direction ahead of them and around them as they kept close, only five feet between their box like diamond formation.

"I will take point, the rest of you kneel and see if you can get one of those survey drones up." Grouping with ATLAS three DEMONs took a knee around the other three and kept watch with their weapons aimed so insurgents come from any angle. Lucifer approached the rest of ATLAS and switched his helmet's communication system to outward so they could hear him. "I was not given a debriefing at all on this, from what I read on the very brief document I got was something about insurgent forces, this is correct?" His English was fluent, but one could tell he had a very rural accent, of course English was not his first language, Anglish was which was actually Latin words with English structure for the most part.

[ISAF-Usea]

The DEMONs, the prime selection of Avalon's warriors, had dispatched these team for the objective; Team One was trained constantly to deal with any threats that may develop and had capabilities conventional forces would lack. These quiet professionals sat in the plane and awaited the drop. When the light turned green they rose and jumped, their armor was perfectly colored to fit the environment and showed not even a trace of the fatigues below it that looked the same. Spreading their bodies out to slow decent their oxygen supplies came on in their helmets, coming ever closer to the ground they opened their parachutes and glided on down and with precision landed directly by their taskforce members.

"Lucifer, Moloch, Azazel, Baal, Balthazar, and Abbadon reporting in, DEMON Team One all accounted for and ready to operate." They were taking cover behind a large formation of rock and checking over their kits, sure enough there were no issues, thus they stood up from being kneeled and made their way to group up with the rest of the taskforce, each operator scanning a two hundred and seventy degree direction ahead of them and around them as they kept close, only five feet between their box like diamond formation.

"I will take point, the rest of you kneel and see if you can get one of those survey drones up." Grouping with ATLAS three DEMONs took a knee around the other three and kept watch with their weapons aimed so insurgents come from any angle. Lucifer approached the rest of ATLAS and switched his helmet's communication system to outward so they could hear him. "I was not given a debriefing at all on this, from what I read on the very brief document I got was something about insurgent forces, this is correct?" His English was fluent, but one could tell he had a very rural accent, of course English was not his first language, Anglish was which was actually Latin words with English structure for the most part.

Voycheck pulled his hand back, surprised the Donns didn't shake. The rest of Usea had not known of Usean involvement in the empire. Voycheck turned to face the DEMONs as they approached him. "Yes. Lots of em' too. All across that line." Voycheck said, pointing at the massive defense line.

[Esgonia]

Koko and Roman have already linked up with Grad and the rest as they make their way to the Donners in standard formation, Grad and Caesar watching their 12, Koko and Roman watching their 3 and 9 and Konstantin keeping overwatch from behind. All of their equipment were unharmed during the landing as Eldrichta checks on their location and detects them. As they move in closer to their location, Grad contacts the SF to avoid being marked as a hostile.
"Donner Unit, this is HUNTR Team-1, we're coming at you from the east. Watch your fire, over."

[Holy Empire of Avalon]

The DEMONs, the prime selection of Avalon's warriors, had dispatched these team for the objective; Team One was trained constantly to deal with any threats that may develop and had capabilities conventional forces would lack. These quiet professionals sat in the plane and awaited the drop. When the light turned green they rose and jumped, their armor was perfectly colored to fit the environment and showed not even a trace of the fatigues below it that looked the same. Spreading their bodies out to slow decent their oxygen supplies came on in their helmets, coming ever closer to the ground they opened their parachutes and glided on down and with precision landed directly by their taskforce members.

"Lucifer, Moloch, Azazel, Baal, Balthazar, and Abbadon reporting in, DEMON Team One all accounted for and ready to operate." They were taking cover behind a large formation of rock and checking over their kits, sure enough there were no issues, thus they stood up from being kneeled and made their way to group up with the rest of the taskforce, each operator scanning a two hundred and seventy degree direction ahead of them and around them as they kept close, only five feet between their box like diamond formation.

"I will take point, the rest of you kneel and see if you can get one of those survey drones up." Grouping with ATLAS three DEMONs took a knee around the other three and kept watch with their weapons aimed so insurgents come from any angle. Lucifer approached the rest of ATLAS and switched his helmet's communication system to outward so they could hear him. "I was not given a debriefing at all on this, from what I read on the very brief document I got was something about insurgent forces, this is correct?" His English was fluent, but one could tell he had a very rural accent, of course English was not his first language, Anglish was which was actually Latin words with English structure for the most part.

Voycheck pulled his hand back, surprised the Donns didn't shake. The rest of Usea had not known of Usean involvement in the empire. Voycheck turned to face the DEMONs as they approached him. "Yes. Lots of em' too. All across that line." Voycheck said, pointing at the massive defense line.

"Roger that, we will survey the area with one of our small drones and see about getting some danger close last minute intel." Lucifer looked back and saw his team already had the small robot that was barely the size of a man's foot launched into the air. A small remote control quad helicopter with flip out wings that enabled it to glide when needed, it had a roll cage and was mostly just one flying camera, though it has a pistol caliber gun installed that was capable of firing ten rounds. Allowing his technician to do his job Lucifer instead began to look over the field. The enemy was defensive, which at the moment would mean forcing them to be offensive could put them at a severe disadvantage. If he and his team moved back behind the natural cover and forced the insurgents to go offensive, they could very well be easy pickings until ammunition ran out. Straying away from his team after a brief hand signal in the air, flat palm touching the side of his helmet - "cover me" - he creeped along in overbounding watch with his rifle raised, keeping a view all around him, he found position as close as he safely could to the enemy lines and climbed under the natural setting of a dead log leaning over a rock. This prone position afforded him great cover without sacrificing too much mobility. Flipping his helmet's visor up he used a pair of range finders to scout the area, it was as he expected. Making note of key assets and watching the militants he observed their interactions and how they acted to one another.

[Dictatorship Of South Eaka]

The SAT team was moving in a spread apart formation staring at the sky watching the AA fire light up ISAF aircraft making it look like it was day time, Anarchist stared at the sky in bewilderment "This is quite amazing, don't you guys think, oh and look down there all of that destruction!" Traveler looked ahead at the battle going on between the ISAF NG and the insurgents "Eh, Anarchist only you would find this amazing, since you basically love seeing things go boom" as they entered the hot zone Kiril began giving orders "Alright boys, shut it up now, were in the hot zone, and Traveler stop picking on Anarchist" he had a smile on his face though "Fine" the team then hiked solemnly, turning on their Chamelian cloaks which effectively made them invisible to the untrained eye.

As the team was hiking Kiril spotted men, however he could not recognize them "Alright boys, halt here for a few" Kiril layed his Ak-92 on the ground and took out his binocs, he increased the magnification till he could see the men clearly, he recognized them as Atlas operators and what seemed to be ISAF National Guard soldiers. He put his binocs back in its pouch and picked up his Ak-92 "Listen up guys, the rendevous point is up ahead lets double time it" he then got up along with the rest of the team and began to jog to the rest of the Atlas operators position, as they reached the position the team deactivated their chamelian cloaks and got into a steady walk stopping infront of Captain Voycheck.

[ISAF-Usea]

The SAT team was moving in a spread apart formation staring at the sky watching the AA fire light up ISAF aircraft making it look like it was day time, Anarchist stared at the sky in bewilderment "This is quite amazing, don't you guys think, oh and look down there all of that destruction!" Traveler looked ahead at the battle going on between the ISAF NG and the insurgents "Eh, Anarchist only you would find this amazing, since you basically love seeing things go boom" as they entered the hot zone Kiril began giving orders "Alright boys, shut it up now, were in the hot zone, and Traveler stop picking on Anarchist" he had a smile on his face though "Fine" the team then hiked solemnly, turning on their Chamelian cloaks which effectively made them invisible to the untrained eye.

As the team was hiking Kiril spotted men, however he could not recognize them "Alright boys, halt here for a few" Kiril layed his Ak-92 on the ground and took out his binocs, he increased the magnification till he could see the men clearly, he recognized them as Atlas operators and what seemed to be ISAF National Guard soldiers. He put his binocs back in its pouch and picked up his Ak-92 "Listen up guys, the rendevous point is up ahead lets double time it" he then got up along with the rest of the team and began to jog to the rest of the Atlas operators position, as they reached the position the team deactivated their chamelian cloaks and got into a steady walk stopping infront of Captain Voycheck.

" Nice to see you made it across the front... Alive." Noted Voycheck as the Eakas walked up. He looked back at the DEMONs. "Don't get that drone too high, it'll get caught in the stray gunfire-" There was a sudden, loud sound of explosions. "Ah fuck. Cover your ears." Voycheck said, looking out at the ocean. The sun was starting to go down, so it was getting harder to see. The Salvacion class defense battleship had launched a six-shell volley. The shells streaked loudly over the defense line and hit not too far in front of the ISAF defense line. Massive explosions came from the area. Over the radio, a quick response for a RTB-101 artillery strike came in. "IT'S ANOTHER WAVE! SHIT THEY'RE EVERYWHERE! WE NEED IMMEDIATE EARTH-SHATTERER STRIKES!" Was screamed over the emergency radio. However, it was all in Erusean, as this was in Erusea, and most of the ISAF NG deployed here were Erusean. The RTB-101 were then given shortened coordinates and they immediately fired. 10 shells were launched. Just enough to level the insurgent wave. The shells hit far in front of the line, but it sent insurgents flying. The shockwave was so bad that it almost knocked down Voycheck and the other BJs. "Well... Welcome to Erusea, or Usea. Whichever one you prefer. I'm sure most of you have been briefed. However, I'm going to give the boring details: This insurgency we're facing is like nothing seen in history. We lost almost the entire island in less than two hours. Our DRF barely got here in time. The strange thing is that they virtually came outta nowhere... We have found no evidence of where these guys are coming from. Hell, we don't even no who these guys are. So that's what we're here for. After we hold off these guys, we're gonna spread out and find out who these sons of bitches are. I don't care how we find out. Just do. We also need to know where these guys are coming from. Also, we have reports of missing Naval academy cadets. Ever since we put them out on the field, it seems like they're going missing left and right. So keep an eye out for them. Any questions?" Voycheck explained and asked, pointing at the various SF.

[Holy Empire of Avalon]

"Cover and regroup! Get that drone out of the sky!" Lucifer ran back from his cover and knelt under a small ridge and in a ditch, joined by his team members the DEMONs watched the shelling, soon an opening was clear. Not commenting on that form of danger close support the men climbed out, checking all directions as they formed up, moving forward silently in the lowering sun.

"All DEMONs accounted for. Drone downed in time for repacking. Moving forward to recon before they close the defensive lines. If we get sealed in expect some markers on their locations." The DEMONs took cover in the foliage of the forest and moved like ghosts in the shadows. Every footfall was just barely a whisper in the coming night. It appeared the insurgents had taken cover or were otherwise dead. Lucifer pulled down the ballistic glass visor on his helmet, something more common to find on police officers, and kept his AR-13 aimed true against his shoulder. They would wait for confirmation from the rest of the taskforce before moving behind the enemy lines, thus for now they were knelt in the wooded area in defensive formation.