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Re: (RP) Assault on Embassy 1
By: Erwinfoxjj Date: March 4, 2013, 5:31 pm
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The planes broke off from following the Patagonian plane only
moments before a message came through to Capitao Andre Fonseca.
"Operation Echo positive with addendum. Go code: Teigh Teigh
Teigh
Addendum: ALL COMBATANTS NEUTRALIZED. NO PRISONERS."
A second message came through afterwards announcing the capture
of the TV station with no QRF casualties.
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"Who is arming you?" a man in the black uniform of the QRF
asked. His body was massive and muscular, extra seams had been
sown into the shoulders to accommodate them.
"I told you, Santa" it was sharp and sarcastic. This man sat
tied to a chair, clad in the makeshift uniform of the Loyalist
terrorists. The QRF soldier replied with a solid fist into his
face. Blood ran down the smiling prisoners face so again the
soldier hit him.
"Where are the guns coming from, they aren't ours." The soldier
was finished asking questions.
"Ok, ok," the Loyalist spit blood out to clear his mouth, "The
one and only, Easter Bunny." He tried hard to look serious but
laughed at the soldier spraying blood at him. Th QRF soldier
wiped his face off before slamming his elbow into his face and
unleashing a flurry of blows into his stomach and sides. He
cringed and tried hard not to scream out in pain, he felt bones
break and flesh bruise.
"Whose fucking guns are these!" The soldier asked before
slamming another fist into the loyalists face. The Loyalist
couldn't speak and tried to remain silent but let loose a fit of
coughs and blood ran from his face. Not what the QRF soldier was
looking for, and so he clapped his hands hard on the Loyalists
ears leaving a ringing sound that left him screaming out. He
could see the soldier speak to one of the men in the basement
and saw the man run up the stairs. That is when he saw a tall
and slender figure come down the stairs as he was regaining his
senses slowly. The mans face was thin and scarred, and his
uniform was a dark deep red, the shade of blood.
"No," grunted the Loyalist, "no, your just propaganda, your not
real!"
"Oh," said the man clearly surprised, "I don't, now do I. My
name is Johan Clouraigh. I am one of those things that don't
exsist. You know who we are, don't you." His voice was
disturbingly calm and even the QRF soldiers took a few steps
back from him.
"This is just," the Loyalist coughed up more blood, "your trying
to scare me. It won't work pretty boy."
"Tell me, where am I from?" Johan was curious now.
"No, I won't give in to your boogie men, you bastards!" With
each word more blood ran from the Loyalists face and nose. Johan
placed a large black leather bag on a table and opened it. It
rolled out and the Loyalist could see and assortment of blades,
jigs, and other odd tools including wood splinters.
"Gerard," Johan spoke and the Loyalist was suddenly stricken
with fear, "Yes Gerard, I know your name, and I know your
family."
"Leave them alone you bastard! They haven't done anything!" he
yelled in vein.
"Now, now, no cursing. It is rather bad taste in my opinion. Is
it true that your wife and son have smuggled weapons into
Loch'Nomere from Earlnoth?"
"NO," Gerard began to show tears, "NO, they haven't done
anything, leave them be!" he begged.
"I never thought soldiers and families mixed, sooner or later
you know you will cross pleasure and business together. Now, is
it true?" Gerard nodded realizing that they knew the answer.
"Well then, they too are criminals of the state." Gerard began
shaking his head and begging for them to be left alone. "So, who
gave you the guns?"
"No, I can't say, they will kill me!" Gerard pleaded.
"You of all should know you aren't leaving here alive. I come
from the Cliodanh Brigade, do we take prisoners?" Gerard shook
his head no slowly, "Why are the uniforms red, Gerard?"
"Because," he paused, "Because blood stains are harder to see."
Johan clapped in delight.
"So you do know of us! Splendid. Now, answer my questions and
you just might leave this basement, alive! I just have to make a
call real quick." Gerard looked confused and heard Johan make
the call. A soldier answered and Johan asked if they had the
tools and heard him say yes, great, more tools for the butcher
Gerard thought.
"Now, where were we? Ahh yes, who gave you the weapons?" Johan
asked.
"You know as well as me I can't tell you that. They will kill me
just as fast as you will."
"Well, I sincerely doubt that, then again it is all based on
your fortitude, and will. Put the little one on the phone." said
Johan to the phone on speaker. Gerard then realized as soon as
he heard the voice and began lashing and struggling to get out
of his bonds. It was his son, only 11 years old and crying for
him.
"Now, answer me and they can survive. Unfortunately the same
can't be said for you since you have been quite annoying and
whiny." Johan was cool and calm, terrifyingly so. "Answer me."
Gerard could only shake his head and cry. "Very well then, go
ahead." He said into the phone and a gun shot rang out over it
followed by screams and cries from Gerards wife. "We do not
negotiate, Gerard." Gerard heard nothing as he broke down in
tears and sobs.
"I will kill you, monster!"
"We will see, now answer me, where are the guns from? You just
might be able to make another baby Loyalist if you answer me."
It stung deep into Gerard but he knew he had no choice, these
were monsters he was dealing with, but hell, he thought, he
would be more than happy to do the same to any of these other
rebel ass holes. Through the cries and sobs Johan heard Gerards
words, the guns were from a Zogan general who flew them out of
Amanji and then on boats to Loyalist meeting spots. He also
learned where the Loyalist were getting their training, the
battlefields of Zogan where Loyalists would fight for money to
buy the guns from Zogan.
"You have been such a help Gerard. Say good bye to your wife."
"You said you wouldn't hurt her!" Gerard yelled as another shot
rang out over cell phone. Gerard was finished, crying and
sobbing blood. Johan pulled a pistol from his holster and fired
a single bullet into the Loyalists head splattering brain and
blood across the basement.
"Good work men." Johan said calmly.
"Ahem," said a voice on the phone. "And women." Johan said. The
voices on the other end were that of soldiers and a woman and
child, actors.
"Were you really going to let him go, sir?" asked the big QRF
soldier.
"Of course not, soldier. Now find his family, they are running
weapons and are terrorist." Johan smiled as he picked up his
back and left the basement. A heavy air followed him out.
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Re: (RP) Assault on Embassy 1
By: Peaceman Date: March 9, 2013, 3:11 pm
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As the aircraft neared the city the crew chief walked to a side
troop door. He bent over and attached his harness to an
attachment on the side of the aircraft before opening the door
and allowing a gust of wind to blast through the back of the
aircraft. Over his head a light went from red to yellow. Capitao
Andre Fonseca stood up and signaled for his men to do final
checks of their equipment and secure their oxygen masks. Shortly
the crew chief raised his hand holding up five fingers. He
watched as the Serpenta soldiers shuffled forward to the door.
Then he started dropping his fingers four, three, two, one, the
light over his head turned green. The soldiers, like one mass,
exited the door within seconds and he closed it behind them.
Capitao Andre Fonseca relaxed as the wind rushed past him
pulling at his skin, clothing and equipment. His men were on
either side of him in a line all head down descending rapidly
from over 13,000 feet. He enjoyed the chilling crisp air blowing
past his face it reminded him of his home in the high mountains
of southern Cordoba. At 2000’ feet his men pulled out of their
dives and spread eagle slowing their speed until they passed
through 550’ when the parafoil parachutes opened. Through his
NVG’s he scanned the embassy roof verifying it was clear. He
clicked his radio twice and the team with mere feet separating
glided to a silent landing on the roof. The parafoils were
immediately deflated with an automatic recovery system and
within forty seconds the unnecessary gears was stowed on the
roof and the teams moving into their attack positions.
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Re: (RP) Assault on Embassy 1
By: Peaceman Date: March 16, 2013, 5:49 pm
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The Serpento soldiers quickly went to work. EOD went over the
charges on the roof confirming them as fake and removing them.
Breach team 1 set charges on the roof door. The other teams
attached their ropes to the roof hardware. The electronics team
launched the miniature drones and then traced all frequencies in
use within one mile. Gas canisters were connected to the air
filtration system and agent SL-246 a highly powerful sleep agent
was sent under high pressure through the building. Video and
audio feed started showing positive results from the agent.
Two clicks on the mike... all electronic signals within one mile
except the preidentified signals were terminated and blocked,
nothing in or out. Four breach teams went over the side as blast
sticks blew out the fourth floor windows followed by the door.
Four more breach teams followed hitting the third floor windows.
The teams swept though the building quickly led by the drone
feeds, everyone was zip cuffed. Those with weapons, explosives,
etc. also received a hood over their head. Team one found two
terrorists with gas masks, the flash bangs and rapid follow on
fire directed at the targets identified by the drones led to a
quick end of them, however they had managed to kill two
prisoners before they were killed. The follow on team put out
fires using fire extinguishers and administered the antidote to
everyone. There was practically no resistance thanks to the gas
on the third and fourth floor. Four more fatalities occurred due
to the gas. Capitao Andre Fonseca called the Loch'Nomere forces
to get a status update as the casualties were evacuated to the
top floor and awaiting SOAR aircraft.
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Re: (RP) Assault on Embassy 1
By: Erwinfoxjj Date: March 16, 2013, 6:41 pm
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The QRF team breached the utility entrance to the basement
hearing the go code. There was no gas here but the terrorists
were caught off guard anyway with all four of them being cut
down quickly. They approached the entrance to the first floor
and made their way into the lobby gunning down two more
terrorists. The lobby itself held nine heavily armed terrorists
who exchanged fire with the QRF. One QRF member was killed by an
RPG blast but the team continued clearing the floor. In one of
the rooms a group of eight hostages were held along with the
terrorist spokesman. Quick and clean, all targets were
eliminated except for the leader who was wounded through both
shoulders and legs. The hostages were given the antidote and
restrained. A secondary QRF team breached the front doors with
an armoured car and sat in the lobby guarding the stairs while
the team gathered the captives and loaded them in the car where
the wounded leader was treated and stabilized, without numbing
or antithetic. The team cleared the second floor quickly killing
six more terrorists and finding a large part of the hostages.
The QRF team signalled all clear and called for a regroup in the
lobby. Unfortunately the Loch'Nomere ambassador was already
dead.
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