Turn 10 Rifle 2
Turn 10 Rifle 2
Date: 17th August, 2080AD, 2100 UT
Location: Barnard's Star, PT-554, Field HQ
Operation: Training Op
Mission timer: 04:08:30
The APC skidded to a halt outside the HQ. The firing from inside stopped and was replaced with excited yelling "They got a fucking tank!" someone shouted from inside. "Haul ass!" another voice replied.
Location: Barnard's Star, PT-554, Field HQ
Operation: Training Op
Mission timer: 04:08:30
The APC skidded to a halt outside the HQ. The firing from inside stopped and was replaced with excited yelling "They got a fucking tank!" someone shouted from inside. "Haul ass!" another voice replied.
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Re: Turn 10 Rifle 2
Date: 17th August, 2080AD, 2100 UT
Location: Barnard's Star, PT-554, Field HQ
Operation: Training Op
Mission timer: 04:08:30
"Damn right we do, bitches!" Morrison shouted at the building as he jumped into the waiting darkness of the APC.
Once inside, he scrambled to the gunner's position, and did a quick system check.
"Boss, we are up and running, everything green!" He yelled towards the front of the heavy vehicle.
As he was fiddling with the controls and screens infront of him, it struck him how eerily like a videogame it was.
"Just like when I was a kid. Hope I get a highscore." he grimly thought to himself.
Location: Barnard's Star, PT-554, Field HQ
Operation: Training Op
Mission timer: 04:08:30
The GM wrote:The APC skidded to a halt outside the HQ. The firing from inside stopped and was replaced with excited yelling "They got a fucking tank!" someone shouted from inside. "Haul ass!" another voice replied.
"Damn right we do, bitches!" Morrison shouted at the building as he jumped into the waiting darkness of the APC.
Once inside, he scrambled to the gunner's position, and did a quick system check.
"Boss, we are up and running, everything green!" He yelled towards the front of the heavy vehicle.
As he was fiddling with the controls and screens infront of him, it struck him how eerily like a videogame it was.
"Just like when I was a kid. Hope I get a highscore." he grimly thought to himself.
LcCpl Conrad Heart
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- Lieutenant Colonel
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- Location: Brunswick, Georgia
Turn 10 Rifle 2
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"Papa Bravo this is November Five-Five, we request immediate assistance at our location. We are under massive enemy fire and could use any aerial or ground assault assistance available. We are turning Tunnel Rat, I repeat we are turning Tunnel Rat."

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Re: Turn 10 Rifle 2
Date: 17th August, 2080AD, 2100 UT
Location: Barnard's Star, PT-554, Field HQ
Operation: Training Op
Mission timer: 04:08:30
The sound from the imcoming APC could be heard more clearly as the vehicle approched their position. Jimmy took a look to it before hearing some voices inside.
[quote=""The GM""]
T "They got a fucking tank!" someone shouted from inside. "Haul ass!" another voice replied.
[/quote]
Fuckers, they shoulf get out now or we shoul level this fucking building and them along with it Jimmy waited there for a moment then he fired another burst inside HQ before running toward the APC and boarding it searching for the Corporal and for new orders.
Location: Barnard's Star, PT-554, Field HQ
Operation: Training Op
Mission timer: 04:08:30
The sound from the imcoming APC could be heard more clearly as the vehicle approched their position. Jimmy took a look to it before hearing some voices inside.
[quote=""The GM""]
T "They got a fucking tank!" someone shouted from inside. "Haul ass!" another voice replied.
[/quote]
Fuckers, they shoulf get out now or we shoul level this fucking building and them along with it Jimmy waited there for a moment then he fired another burst inside HQ before running toward the APC and boarding it searching for the Corporal and for new orders.
Turn 10 Rifle 2
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"Papa Bravo this is November Five-Five, we request immediate assistance at our location. We are under massive enemy fire and could use any aerial or ground assault assistance available. We are turning Tunnel Rat, I repeat we are turning Tunnel Rat."
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"Underdtood, November Five Five. The dropship is now available to assist, contact Carson and let them know what you need."
<Tag Eagle>
Eileen changed the communicator to the dropship's channel, "Carson, we're clear of the dropship. November Five Five is under heavy fire at the lookout tower, head over there and assist."
<Tag GM>
nd Lieutenant Eileen Vincent
Platoon Commander
3 Bat, 2nd Reg, 8th Platoon
Platoon Commander
3 Bat, 2nd Reg, 8th Platoon
Turn 10 Rifle 2
"Plan's simple," Eileen put the APC into gear and circled round to get a good distance and angle on the read of the HQ, "We go through the wall, Morrison takes out anyone still moving with the APC guns, then we exit and finish the search on foot."
"Hang on," Eileen accelerated the APC towards the HQ, slamming into the wall.
"Hang on," Eileen accelerated the APC towards the HQ, slamming into the wall.
nd Lieutenant Eileen Vincent
Platoon Commander
3 Bat, 2nd Reg, 8th Platoon
Platoon Commander
3 Bat, 2nd Reg, 8th Platoon
Turn 10 Rifle 2
The impact was tremendous, LT Vincent was violently thrown against the restrainers and she thought her head was going to be torn from her shoulders. The impact sound was incredible and the armored metal of the APC screeched as it twisted and buckled. The steering wheel was ripped from Vincents hands as the wall collapsed and the APC went into the HQ completely, the whole building collapsing around it in a massive cloud of dust and debris. The APC was violently thrown to one side and finally came to rest in a forty-five degree angle, its left front wheel resting on a smashed conrete pillar.
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Turn 10 Rifle 2
OOC: um did mckenzie and me just get squished?
ergeant Gavin 'Wrench' Jones
Section B Second Squad
Squad Leader
3rd Battalion 2nd Regiment 8th Platoon
"Easy Eights"

Section B Second Squad
Squad Leader
3rd Battalion 2nd Regiment 8th Platoon
"Easy Eights"

Turn 10 Rifle 2
The GM wrote:The impact was tremendous, LT Vincent was violently thrown against the restrainers and she thought her head was going to be torn from her shoulders. The impact sound was incredible and the armored metal of the APC screeched as it twisted and buckled. The steering wheel was ripped from Vincents hands as the wall collapsed and the APC went into the HQ completely, the whole building collapsing around it in a massive cloud of dust and debris. The APC was violently thrown to one side and finally came to rest in a forty-five degree angle, its left front wheel resting on a smashed conrete pillar.
Morrison fought the ringing in his ears as he climbed back into place at the gunner's position.
Idiot. Should've buckled up... he thought to himself.
Moving his head to the burning sensation on his forehead, he just confirmed what his nerves told him; he was bleeding from a small cut.
"Fuckin' typical...." he muttered to himself, as he started to scan the immideate area for hostiles.
(OOC: GM- anything without a USCM IFF will be fired upon, ok?)
LcCpl Conrad Heart
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Turn 10 Rifle 2
Date: 17th August, 2080AD, 2100 UT
Location: Barnard's Star, PT-554, Field HQ
Operation: Training Op
Mission timer: 04:08:30
Bren was shocked when he saw the APC crash through the wall of the building. He figured the enemies inside were still likely to try and exit throught the door, so he refocused his attention on the door, took careful aim, and was ready to shoot once a hostile was identified.
"I've got the door covered." Bren said over the squad channel.
Location: Barnard's Star, PT-554, Field HQ
Operation: Training Op
Mission timer: 04:08:30
Bren was shocked when he saw the APC crash through the wall of the building. He figured the enemies inside were still likely to try and exit throught the door, so he refocused his attention on the door, took careful aim, and was ready to shoot once a hostile was identified.
"I've got the door covered." Bren said over the squad channel.
Private Gareth Bren
'Break Shots' Rifleman/Medic
3 Bat, 2nd Reg, 8th Platoon, 2nd squad
'Break Shots' Rifleman/Medic
3 Bat, 2nd Reg, 8th Platoon, 2nd squad
Turn 10 Rifle 2
Eileen shook her head slightly as if to clear it, before deciding the rising cloud of thick dust really was the remains of the HQ. She was torn between cursing at the sheer level of destruction and satisfaction at almost certainly crushing the bastards inside. She settled for patting the APCs steering wheel.
"You both okay back there?" Eileen craned her head back to the sharply angled interior of the APC to look for Wolf and Morrison, "Morrison, you got anyone moving out there?"
A sudden unpleasant thought struck her. She tried to angle round to see the entrance to the HQ, but the thick dust still obscured her view. "Bren, how's the entrance? Are Jones and McKenzie in one piece?"
"You both okay back there?" Eileen craned her head back to the sharply angled interior of the APC to look for Wolf and Morrison, "Morrison, you got anyone moving out there?"
A sudden unpleasant thought struck her. She tried to angle round to see the entrance to the HQ, but the thick dust still obscured her view. "Bren, how's the entrance? Are Jones and McKenzie in one piece?"
nd Lieutenant Eileen Vincent
Platoon Commander
3 Bat, 2nd Reg, 8th Platoon
Platoon Commander
3 Bat, 2nd Reg, 8th Platoon
Turn 10 Rifle 2
tashw wrote: "You both okay back there?" Eileen craned her head back to the sharply angled interior of the APC to look for Wolf and Morrison, "Morrison, you got anyone moving out there?"
A quick glance at the different shades of green and amber dancing on the two aiming screens confirmed Vincent's question.
"Nothing's moving out there." Morrison reported "and don't worry about us- we're not made out of porcelain, you know?"
LcCpl Conrad Heart
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Turn 10 Rifle 2
Date: 17th August, 2080AD, 2100 UT
Location: Barnard's Star, PT-554, Field HQ
Operation: Training Op
Mission timer: 04:08:30
"No movement at the front door. No visual on Wolf or Morrison ma'am."
Bren kept a sharp watch on the front door of the building, ready to kill one of the ********
Location: Barnard's Star, PT-554, Field HQ
Operation: Training Op
Mission timer: 04:08:30
"No movement at the front door. No visual on Wolf or Morrison ma'am."
Bren kept a sharp watch on the front door of the building, ready to kill one of the ********
Private Gareth Bren
'Break Shots' Rifleman/Medic
3 Bat, 2nd Reg, 8th Platoon, 2nd squad
'Break Shots' Rifleman/Medic
3 Bat, 2nd Reg, 8th Platoon, 2nd squad