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       Operation Battle Axe
       By: PsychoBunni Date: May 20, 2013, 10:47 pm
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       Captain Brittany Eriksdotter looked out across the Tamerstani
       desert, leaning against the M151 next to her commanders hatch,
       sipping ice cold water from a aluminum bottle. She screwed the
       cap back on and laid it back in the vehicle, just as the
       earpiece in her helmet crackled to life.
       "Whiplash 1-Actual, Baseblate"
       "Go ahead, Baseplate"
       "1st Recon reports numerous armoured victors approximately one
       one zero zero meters to your direct front, how copy?"
       "Copy all, interrogative, how many victors are we talking about
       here?"
       "Wait one. Approximately 40-50 Enemy victors, tanks and IFVs.
       Seek and Destroy 1-Actual, Baseplate out"
       Brittany switched to her company frequency as she lowered
       herself into her commanders seat in the air conditioned crew
       compartment.
       "All Whiplash victors, Stations, we have TLR tanks ahead, this
       is why we're here. Captain Kovacks, drop your MPCs back until we
       clear out the enemy armour."
       "Roger that, i'll order my TOW carriers to the flanks to take
       care of any hostiles that get wise."
       "Do it, Eriksdotter out"
       She again lifted herself out of the tank, looking to the left
       and right at the thirteen other M1A2HA Heavy Tanks that made up
       Alpha Company of the 1st Marine Tank Battalion. She turned to
       look over her shoulder as the Marine Personnel Carriers behind
       her company lowered their speed and and the gap between her and
       Captain Kovacks' reinforced Infantry company increased. As she
       turned back around she saw a small dust cloud in the distance
       and spoke into the radio again, this time to a PsyOps element
       accompanying the task force. She sat back in her seat as the
       opening music of "Du Hast" started from the speakers attached to
       the bustle racks of each M1 Tank in the company.
       "Baseplate, Whiplash 1-Actual, closing in on enemy forces, all
       Whiplash victors fire on my lead."
       She looked into her own periscope and looked directly ahead,
       making out the muzzle and gun of an enemy T-72U in the distance.
       "Gunner, T-72, Twelve O'Clock!"
       "Identified!"
       "Fire!"
       "On The Way!"
       There was a low thump as the 120mm Gun recoiled backwards. Cpl.
       Stafferson, the Loader, pulled another M829A4 and rammed it in
       the breach.
       "All Whiplash Callsigns, fire at will, fire at will, fire at
       will."
       "Sabot up!"
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