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 Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 2:48 pm
-Walks into my office and pulls out chair and sits down resting feet on top of desk. Reaches into drawer and pulls out BDM new recruit files. Reads through different lists of new recruits when I hear a loud explosion from outside BDM Offices.
Pulls back window shades only to see a burning chopper and soldiers running for the arsenal and the fire extinguishers. "Son of a b***h"
Looks to the east side of the building to see a minimum of eight armed men running towards the offices. "Great, mercenaries"-
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 3:25 pm
Ryan walks in to his quarters as he also hears the blast. He quickly grabs his M4A1 and sprints to area of the explosion. Before his eyes it seems like hell on earth. There are bodies of his comrades sprawled on the floor and blood splattered on the walls. He trys to make sense of the situation and and rallies a squad of men to push the mercanaries outta the base.
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 3:45 pm
*I awaken from my sleeping stall and hear noises of gun shots and explosions. I reach and grip the barrel of my Accuracy International L115 and place my Gear over my White Ting Top and Gym Shorts. I run out as I place a strapped RPG around my Torso and laying on my back. I run closer to the Sound while staying behind cover and Buildings*
"BDM is under attack...I hope I can still fight..."
*I run behind a Tree and sees a Mercenary with a Knife in his Hand. I then lock in my scope and load 10 Bullets into my L115's Cartriage. I then look through the Scope and aim for his Head. I press the Trigger and hears a loud bang. I stagger back and see the Mercenary's standing body fall down through the scope. I attach a Silencer to make sure when I shoot again, no one far away will hear me. I run through the hard terrain seeing bloody bodies*
"God damn it...I better hurry up"
*I then get into a Hummer Vehicle to stomp on the Pedal and drive through the Campsite*
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 3:47 pm
-Takes out walkie, "Pilgrim this is General War do you read me over?"-
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 4:07 pm
Yes sir i read you. We are suffering heavy casualities. These arent regular mercanaries. Suddenly a round nails the walkie talkie out of my hand and i know there is a sniper. Sh!t, they know im here. Quickly, i take cover and find refuge behind a barrel of rations. Then, i take aim through the ACOG scope on my M4. I see him, sweat dribbling down his head, his eyes blood shot and tense. Slowly, i squeeze the trigger and aim for his eye. I see his body fall lifelessy to the ground. Tango down.
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Posted: Wed May 04, 2011 5:06 pm
-takes out 44.magnum and shatters window with elbow and looks out only to be shot at by a merc behind a tree. Aims and waits for merc to pop his head out to shoot. "cmon' you ******** show your head" Merc peers out of cover. I pull the trigger sending a bullet straight into his cranium. "gotcha"
Loads more bullets into 44. and hears a small tinker below me. Looks to my feet and sees a frag grenade. "s**t!!" Dives out window leaving magnum inside. Glass and pieces of cement fall on my back as I lay on the ground watching my men get slaughtered by the mercenaries. Sprints to arsenal and opens door to my custom gun rack closet with key. Takes out Ar-15 with bayonet, red dot sight, and extended magazines. Takes four frag grenades and 2 flash bangs and put the onto my belt.
Runs out into battle field and ducks behind a broken wall of cement and loads Ar-15. Jumps up from cover and fires at 2 mercs loading 3 bullets into each of them. Runs to tree and picks up small rock. Throws rock in front of tree attracting 2 mercs. As the first merc walks in front of tree I leap out and impale him with my bayonet stabbing the barrel of the gun through his stomach making him let out a cry of pain. The second merc aims at me and before he pulls his trigger I pull the trigger of my Ar-15 at the same time the first merc screams with my gun halfway inside of him.
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 4:12 pm
Ryan quickly sprints through the vast corridors of the BDM barracks as he and his squad hear the voice of General War. They quickly run to him and provide covering fire. Sir what should we do?
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 4:19 pm
Paradoxx silently loaded his Viper Assault Rifle, carefully attaching a silencer and recalibrating the sights. He never shuddered at the sound of gunfire and death-cries... he had seen much worse. And done worse still. He rose from the bunk upon which he had been sitting and stepped without care on the windpipe of a downed mercenary, suffocating the wounded man with his boot. He made cold, silent eye contact with the fresh corpse, then moved on to the door of his quarters, opening it and glancing back and forth. The pseudo-legendary Spec Ops Commander of few words was back in his favorite place... the battlefield.
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 8:14 pm
"Ryan, is it Ryan? Get some men in these choppers, we're taking this to the skies" Wipes blood spatters from face with hand and reaches for a radio in a dead mercenaries cold grip. I try to pry the radio from his icy hands but soon realize the mercenary isn't dead. As the mercenary speaks something slowly to me I bend down and put my ear near his lips. Pulls out combat knife and pierces his neck with the blade and twists the knife out of his neck watching the blood squirt from his jugular vein. "should of spoken up"
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2011 10:00 pm
The Commander silently leveled Viper to aim directly at the back of the head of a Mercenary captain about to order his men to fire on unarmed Black Dragon personnel. Pulling the trigger calmly, he dropped the mercenaries cleanly, one after the other, in a mechanical fashion, his body completely in tune with his weapon. Like clockwork, he bent and adjusted his aim to hit each of the mercenaries with single shots to the head, the bolt's staccato "clack-clack-clack" ringing out, the only sound in the area. The Commander looked with tangible disdain upon the ragtag team of grunts in front of him, but he motioned to a low building nearby which housed some weapons and ammunition with which they could defend themselves. Still not uttering a word, he whirled around, hearing the sound of a helicopter starting up. Closing his eyes, he recognized the hum of the motor as a friendly chopper, not the less constant drone of a Merc Gunship. He drew a flaregun from his belt and fired it into the air to summon the friendly, then sat down to wait for dust-off.
Finally, he spoke. A deep voice, soothing and fatherly, but strong and iron-willed, crackled onto the comm channel.
"This is Paradoxx. Crisis averted, expect you inbound for pickup, Chopper. LZ clear, tangos neutralized. Get us out of here. Now."
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Stu Alexander Bennett Crew
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Posted: Fri May 06, 2011 2:49 am
Admiral Jake Zennoth arrives with 12 hellicopters i never forget to bring back up twisted
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Posted: Mon May 09, 2011 6:36 pm
Sir should we retreat or hold out? We may have held out so far, but who knows how many are left....
Suddenly, an enemy hind comes from over the mountains and one by one releases it's missiles. They all hit the base and most of it is destroyed.
I swiftly jump into a mortar hole and wait fir the cease fire. Then, a gas grenade lands in the whole and light suddenly fades away......
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 5:00 am
crows out from a mound of brothers as men run over me not knowing im still living.
**radios into H.Q.** mayday .............ayd...... this is off ..... heero ...... 027 fount lines ............ is any one still alive.....................................
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 8:34 pm
Quickly sprints to mortar hole and drags Pilgrim away with radio in hand. "I`m here Yue. Pilgrim is injured, we need evac fast"
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2011 4:39 am
Paradoxx quietly listened to the radio traffic and turned to the group of untrained men behind him, the horrible truth sinking in........ there was no way out. No help was coming for them. They would have to hold out, then fight for everything in one final gambit...
But if there was one thing he was prepared for, it was a glorious final battle. He motioned to the men to lock and load, then pointed to a now enemy-held bunker, which would soon become their base of operations in this horrible field....
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