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 Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 3:04 am
Russian forces have taken both sides of the US. They fully control California and the rest of the east coast as well as most of the west coast. National Guard units are still fighting in North Carolina but are being pushed back. In a ditch effort to retake the west coast massive amount of reserve troops are being deployed all across the west coas with the Wolverines taking the lead.
Troop Deployment:
Yuri (Promoted) - Staff Sergeant. Will take lead of a squad of 12 men. Attached to Grim's Battalion assaulting central North Carolina. Garrison Fort Bragg.
Jhon(Promoted) - Brigadier General. Will take control of a Battalion. 700 men. Will be attacking the northern region of North Carolina. Priority: Elizibeth City Air Station.
MacTavish - Lieutenant General. Will take control of a Battalion. 700 men. Will be attacking southern North Carolina. Re-taking Camp Lejeune and freeing any US Marines being held captive.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 3:28 am
Legacy 'Soveriegn' Grim
General
Command
Soverign Lead
Location: Just landed at Greensboro Airport. Advancing toward Fort Bragg through country side. The country side rumbled as the tracks of M1A2 Abrams, Bradley's and other armored vehicles were advancing toward they're target. There was a lull in the fight for North Carolina and it was the perfect time to move it. It was early in the morning when Grim finally had the battalion come to a stop so he could chech his PDA. As he and his officers were discussing theyre objective Grim glanced up and could see Yuri and his new squad resting. Grim nodded toward Yuri then went back to looking at his map. After a few more minutes Grim climbed back into the MBT and started the march back up.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 9:02 am
Yuri Kravcheski
Staff Sergeant
Soveriegn Company
"Kilo 1 - Actual"
Location: Moving out with Soveriegn 1 - Actual.
Yuri stood up to a standing position and motioned for his squad to do the same. His team of riflemen and grenadiers followed in suit. The smell of expelled diesel and churned-up dirt filled their nostrils.
"Are we moving out?" the squad gunner asked Yuri as they began to move forward once more. Yuri looked over his shoulder and confirmed the soldier's question. He looked back forward. The fort was in sight.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 11:55 am
Joseph 'Stonewall' Vanguard
Captain
War Horse Lead
War Horse Armored Company
Location: Moving with Soveriegn Lead and providing armored support. As the Abrams company crawled along the country side closer and closer to their objective Van was sitting in his Abrams tank commander seat scanning the horizon. He popped the hatch and stuck his head out for a gust of fresh air and rotated around to look at his allies around him. His tank had an American flag flying off the back of the turret along with a Wolverines flag on the other side. He slid back into the tank and closed the hatch. His gunner was sitting in his seat writing a letter to his family in his free time. But as they rounded a patch of trees the chatter on the comm started to pick up.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 3:43 pm
Legacy 'Soveriegn' Grim
General
Command
Soveriegn Lead
Location: Entering Combat Grim was staring dead ahead at the walls of Fort Bragg that were a few clicks away. His tank crew's gunner was blasting metal and tapping his foot repeatedly from nervousness. Grim leaned over and patted him on the shoulder to calm him down. As the battalion drew closer to the fort a flag started to be raised over the fort...it was Russian. Just as Grim yelled every to switch off their safety's and get ready for combat, Russian T-90's blasted through the forts walls heading straight for Grim's battalion.
"All units, this is Soveriegn Lead, fire at will, I say again fire at will. No mercy."
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 3:55 pm
Joseph 'Stonewall' Vanguard
Captain
War Horse Lead
War Horse Armored Company
Location: Engaging Russian T-90's Van heard Grim's words through the tanks comms and ordered his crew into action.
"Corporal Stern load a HEAT round...FIRE!" Van yelled as he used the targetting computer to lock onto the lead T-90. The cannon went off and the whole take lurched back. "Load another HEAT Round!" Van said as he watched the first round slam into the enemy tank's turret and disable the target.
"All War Horse M1's prioritize targets, make us of your HEAT rounds and target the turrets, the soft armor cant defend against the HEAT rounds." Van selected another target and ordered his gunner to fire and landed a direct hit on the T-90's turret disabling another tank.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 9:21 pm
Yuri Kravcheski
Staff Sergeant
Soveriegn Company
"Kilo 1 - Actual"
Location: Finding a firing position for the squad's Javelin launcher.
Yuri hit the ground along with the rest of his squad, tank rounds slicing through the air like knifes. He motioned for his group to take refuge behind a near-by dirt mound, a perfect firing position for his gunner's Javelin to be mounted and fired.
"Let's move behind that dirt mound", he said calmly. The gunner moved with him, knowing that Yuri wanted him to use his Javelin to knock out a couple of tanks to help heed the enemy.
"Hurry!" Yuri yelled as another tank shell ripped through the air above them.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 5:27 am
Legacy 'Soveriegn' Grim
General
Command
Soveriegn Lead
Location: Flanking Grim had his tank company break off from the main force and start flanking at the right. Tank rounds were screaming through the air as metal slammed into metal. The Wolverines M1A3 Abrams were brand new top of the line MBTs. They're armor was more resistant and its engine was more powerful. The Wolverines had theyre own research and developement divison that had come up with brilliant new tech that keep the Wolverines ahead of the game.
Grim's tank flew past a squad of friendlies setting up a Javelin and noticed the squad commander was Yuri. Grim grabbed his radio. "Give em' hell Yuri!" He said as a T-90 tank round slammed into the side of his tank and bounced off.
"Thank God for R&D." Grim said as his tanks moved into position.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 8:44 am
Joseph 'Stonewall' Vanguard
Captain
War Horse Lead
War Horse Armored Company
Location: Flanking Van and his tanks were tearing through the enemy armor. Several T-90's lay smoking as their crew's bailed out and tried to flee the battle.
"All War Horse units, start advancing to the enemies left flank. Keep up the fire, pour it on!" Van said into his comm unit as he lit up an enemy infantry squad with the tanks coaxial machine gun.
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 4:50 am
Legacy 'Soveriegn' Grim
General
Command
Soveriegn Lead
Location: Flanking Grim's tanks had successfully flanked the Russian tank's and were pounding on their right flank. After knocking out a good number of T-90's and pushing back their infantry Grim ordered his tank to puch forward through the walls of the force and gain a foothold for his battalion to start pouring into the fort. Grim's driver put the tank at full speed and rammed straight through the wall.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 4:18 pm
Yuri Kravcheski
Staff Sergeant
Soveriegn Company
"Kilo 1 - Actual"
Location: Engaging enemy armour.
Yuri mounted himself onto the launcher unit. His grabbed the handles of the launcher and began locking onto a T-90 swiveling it's turret to attack a friendly tank. The cross-hair came up onto the display, showing it was ready to fire.
"Firing!" Yuri plunged the trigger and the tube sputtered out a top-attack munition. The pop-out rocket disengaged and the flight motor came to life. The round took a steep angle upwards high into the sky. Yuri displaced his eyes from the HUD and looked as the rocket took it's final descent towards his target. A huge explosion rocked the tank Yuri had aimmed for, blowing off the turret all together. The squad cheered and high-fived each other.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2012 2:46 pm
Legacy 'Soveriegn' Grim
General
Command
Soveriegn Lead
Location: Breaking Defensive Line Grim's tank company has breached the compound and was hammering away at the enemies defensive line. He could see the enemy was starting to falter and crumble.
"All units start making a push into the base, the enemy's line is crumbling. Pour it on, no mercy!" Grim shouted into his comm unit. He then had his gunner target a watch tower that was housing a Russian sniper team. The gunner fired and the round slammed into the watch tower turning it into a pile of twisted metal.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2012 3:04 pm
"Fitz"
Sgt. Maj.
Soveriegn
Ghost Eagle
Location: crouching in the side of a turret
"I see you bastards..." He thought to himself, as ant-sized figurines moved in the distance, smaller then the dotted lines from elementary homework, and connect the dots combined. He couldnt wait to shoot - he knew it was right, and that the timing was everything. He gripped the hand guard of his M4 tightly as it rested on his leg, his gun was still on safety regardless of everyone else's choice.
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xXPerfect AnarchyXx generated a random number between
1 and 3 ...
1!
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 2:17 pm
"Spectre"
Lt/Col. Fredrick Jameson
Scout Sniper
Phantom-1
Location: En-route to position approx. 1500yards from Soveriegn
XXXXXXXXXXJameson crossed a path strewn with debris and corpses of civilians, a shocking sight, but these were the unlucky ones. He and Romellel climbed up to the highest point they could find and began to set up. "Hey Jameson, you think we should use the .50 or .416 Barrett?" Romellel asked, pulling out two magazines for the M82a1 Barrett. Jameson propped the tripod up and connected it to the front-guard of the Barrett.
"Judging by the range, and moisture... The .416. We need the accuracy, no?" Jameson replied before fully setting up and picking up the magazine from Romellel. Jameson loaded it into the Barrett and cocked the receiver, loading and chambering the round. Romellel set up his gear and peered through his spotter's scope. "Looks like... A shitload of targets... I think we should go thermal, the IR beacons would help here." Jameson nodded and unmounted his standard day-scope for an electronic one, setting up the thermal vision. He spotted the group and nodded, grabbing the radio.
"Soveriegn, this is Phantom-1. We're in position and ready to provide sniper support." Jameson peered down the scope and aimed down range, the thermal vision displaying a large hostile force approaching Soveriegn. Jameson placed his elbow and forearm into a comfortable firing position before beginning his calculations. 1,560yrds... 135degrees... 3.5secs The rest of the calculations were given to him by Romellel. "Jameson, you got 'em?" Romellel asked with a bit of sarcasm. Jameson just barely opened his mouth, steadying his breath. Jameson fired the Barrett, the .416 Barrett round blasted out of the beast, with a metallic cling, the casing landed about a foot from Jameson. The round spiralled down range, but whizzed past the target and, instead, tore off the soldier beside him's leg. Sending the man up and over, face first onto the ground. He was probably going to bleed out or suffer from shock. Jameson sucked his teeth at the miss. "Jameson, relax. Adjust two degrees." Jameson noticed the man he was aiming for ducked for cover. He fired again, this round didn't miss, it dug into his chest cavity, sending the poor man against the ground, back blown open. Jameson looked to Romellel. "That's it over there, now the next RPG's about 70 yards out east." Jameson nodded and began scanning.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 2:28 pm
David Fitzgerald
Sgt/Maj
Soveriegn
Ghost Eagle
Location: Hasnt moved
Dave's eye twitched as two loud shots rang out from the distance. "I hope its friendly, and not them..." he thought to himself, His thumb brushed the side of the stock, waiting for the order to fire. He had learned that semi-auto felt better on his shoulder, and not tearing it from the socket. "Sir, is there any confirmed amount of the ruskies?" He turned to Grim, raising an eyebrow.
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