OOC: This is only open to The Allied Powers. Nobody else can post. All TAP members, this is basically an invasion of Cervia, me and Solm formed a Joint Task Force and we're going to invade him because his government was run over by rebels and we need to bring back the old government.
1300 Hours
Hytes Train Station, Cervia
Harold unzipped the bag and pulled out a M240 Machine Gun. "Remember, we're doing this for the Motherland." "Hell yea." The six men walked out of the elevator, holding their guns and aiming them at the civilians in the station. One civilian turned around and faced them, then the whole room went blank. Time seemed to slow down as Harold pressed on the trigger. He could see the bullets striking the people at a devastating speed. Ripping apart their bodies, throwing them around like little dolls. Blood was starting to stain the floor and walls, limbs were flying through the air, the stench of the food court was replaced by the stench of death. He couldn't stand killing civilians...but it was necessary. His superior officer had told them so, and they wouldn't ever doubt his command.
His train of thought was interrupted by Jerry grabbing him by the shoulder, yelling and spitting in his face. "We got to move!" Harold realized that the room full of civilians was now empty except for them. Bodies were strewn out on the floor, piled up against one another. The blood of innocent people flooding the floor. His head jerked up, the alarm was going off. "Let's go!" They ran into the next room, spraying the guns all around the place. The people were running and screaming, falling and tripping. Getting trampled as they ran away. Bullets were pinging off of the walls, the sound of the alarm was overcome by the sound of gunfire. Jerry turned toward him again, "Security guards, at your 9 o' clock." He quickly turned to his left, shooting at the guards. They all fell down one by one. Their heads smashing against the floor, splattering blood over the tiled floor. One of the guards skull was showing, with blood oozing out of his head. The sound of the blood hitting the floor kept ringing inside his head. He couldn't get it out, he kept on thinking of the poor guard.
What would his family think?
As he turned around to look at the dead guard, he was thrown foward. It felt like a giant baseball bat had just whacked him right on the spine. "Fuck!" He realized that he had been shot as he was turning around. Shot right in the back; his kevlar vest had stopped most of the shell, but he was bleeding. "Mikael!" Mikael was actually a professional doctor, until he raised his voice against the Cervian government and was fired from any and all hospital positions in the nation. He ran over to Harold. "What? What's wrong?"
"I'm shot!"
"Ahh..yes. Of cour.." Mikael was thrown on top of him. A bullet in his head, the blood dripping out onto Harold's shirt. "This is my nice shirt!" He tried to crawl out of the open, to get behind cover until the fight was all over. He made it behind a wall, holding his spine and his gun. Blood was still pouring out of his back. He looked at Mikael, his pale and lifeless body just laying there. It was a terrifying sight to see. As he looked past Mikael, he saw the horror that they had caused. The bodies of innocent civilians all around him. Blood still oozing out of the security guards' head. That sound! The gunfire had stopped. No more people screaming, no more bullets pinging off of the walls, no more blood dripping. Instead, there was only one sound. The sound of footsteps, the sound of boots, stomping around on the blood stained floor. The sound stopped, and as he looked up, he saw a man. A very tall man, but of course this was coming from the angle of someone sitting down. The man stared at him. His eyes black, he could see the firey grave in his eyes. There was no turning back now.
Harold reached behind him, his knife was in his back pocket, but the man kicked him in the face. A big red mark left on his cheek. He started to cough up blood, then the man crouched down, and started to talk. "We shall show no mercy." Then the man grabbed his neck, and twisted it in a swift motion. Snapping harolds neck, instantly killing him. Behind the man, and Harold now laying in his own blood, was the remains of the attack on Hytes Train Station. The floor was literally flooded with blood. The six rebel men that started the attack, we're now dead, along with the civilains they had killed. Their bodies the only proof of who was behind this.
Two Days After the Attack
Resburg Hall, Ewa Beach
"Mr. President!"
Yelled the Secretary of Defence. "What? Is it about Cervia?"
"Yes Mr. President. Two days ago, a local train station was attacked in Cervia. Reports indicate that over 500 civilians died and it is confirmed that the men responsible for the attack were killed by the security guards. There were six of them. Now, the Cervian government had traced the men back to the small communist rebel group, known as the Cuerros Locos."
"Okay, go on."
"Well sir, our agent there..he..he found out that the Black Tinas are supporting them."
"The Black Tinas. Those scrummy little bastards. That settles it, we're invading."
"Yes Mr. President."
"Oh, and notify Solm about this."
"Right away sir."
