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xXPerfect AnarchyXx generated a random number between
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 Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 2:47 pm
"Spectre"
Lt/Col. Fredrick Jameson
Scout Sniper
Phantom-1
Location: In Position (approx. 1500yards Northwest from Soveriegn)
XXXXXXXXXXJameson continued staring down the thermal imagery his scope emitted, keeping an eye out for friendlies and more RPG threats. He then caught a glimpse of the RPG soldier and began tracing him until the man stopped. "Jameson, you have visual? Take it slow." Romellel said with a lighter tone, he knew how Jameson hated mistakes on his part, a perfectionist turns into a depressed morsel if not helped. Romellel looked windward and noted no shift in wind force or direction. "Levels are stable, just make sure to breathe." Romellel said with a smile. "Of course, mother... Sorry sir." Jameson said with a slight bit of sarcasm as a light joke, he considered Romellel as his brother, so in turn, Romellel was a little bit easier on him, just a bit. Jameson placed his finger on the trigger guard and began to line up his next shot. 1,630yrds, 137degrees... 3.7-3.8secs... He waited for Romellel to give the clear before fully adjusting to firing positions. Jameson felt a bit of ease but shook it off, no time for getting cocky. He rested the Barrett on his forearm and elbow, steadying his breath, not holding it. "You got 'em." Romellel said, encouragingly. Jameson placed his finger on the trigger, feeling his heartbeats. Babum...babum...babumm... He fired in the space between his beats and the metallic cling of the Barrett zipped out of the barrel, sending the .416 round towards his target. The shelling of the round plopped onto the ground as Romellel grabbed it. The round arched and spiralled through the air in perfect precise harmony, splitting the skull of the RPG soldier and sending the corpse limp off the balcony. The man seemed to fly off, rather than fall off. "Tango down." Jameson said, Romellel made sure with a good peek. "Yep, nice shooting." he replied, dismissing the gore-pile that used to be an enemy soldier.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 3:22 pm
Legacy 'Soveriegn' Grim
General
Command
Soveriegn Lead
Location: Holding position as rest of force regroups Grim turned to Fitz "Seeing as the Russians are using North Carolina as one of their main landing points for the east coast, it could be anywhere from from a couple divisions to whole armies. Our satellite's showed that they were mobalizing a whole lot of tanks and infantry to start pushing inland. But we're not going to let them." Grim said with a grin.
Grim's tank company was holding postion just inside the compound waiting for the rest of the force to catch up. Grim ordered Fitz and the other crew members to run a quick diagnostics check on the tanks systems.
"Phantom-1 come in, this is Soveriegn lead. Nice shooting, but we're about to push the enemy out of the fort and I need you to lead an infantry company on the western flank, good chance for somes scout sniping. Over."
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 3:28 pm
David Fitzgerald
Sgt/Maj
Soveriegn
Ghost Eagle
Location: standing beside the tank.
Fitz looked back at grim with a straight face. "You have GOT to be shitting me." He said. trying not to grin back. "I'll go up front with spectre, if you want. After all, not much i can do here with a rifle, when you have tanks..." He said, smiling into the distance. 'Someones Wheaties had to be urinated in, from the sound of the gun firing...' "Is that gunfire friendly?!" Fitz said, his hands cracked his neck and he sighed happily after the tension was released.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 3:29 pm
Joseph 'Stonewall' Vanguard
Captain
War Horse Lead
War Horse Armored Company
Location: Regrouping Van's tank company had finished off the last stragglers and was moving towards Grim's position. They rammed through the wall and climbed over rubble and destroyed cars. As they rounded the bend Grim's tank company came into view. Van pulled his tank up next to Grim's and popped the hatch. In order to discuss the force's next move.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 3:44 pm
Legacy 'Soveriegn' Grim
General
Command
Soveriegn Lead
Location: Holding position as rest of force regroups Grim popped the hatch on his tank and climbed out on top of th turret to discuss the plan with his force.
"Company Commanders gather round!" Grim yelled as his officer's fell in.
"Alright listen up! We dont have alot of time on our hands, we need to take this base with as little damage as possible. We still need it functional for use when we launch assaults into the surrounding area's. Van I want you to take Sgt Maj. Fitz and his men with you and clear out any Russians you meet from here to the air field, radio back when you when you reach your destination. Youre search and destroy now. Get a move on." Grim said as he shook Van's hand, then turned to Fitz and handed him a giant radio pack. "Take this, Im authorizing you to call in the Spectre gunships for fire support." Grim said as he then watched War Horse kick into high gear.
Grim then turned to Jameson who had just caught up. " Alright, I know your used to sniping and this might be a little uncomfortable but I dont have any other compitent officers that I can trust to get this done. I need you to take Able Company and the Strykers with you and head on over to the vehicle depot. I want you to secure that area before the Russian get a chance to sabotage the bases utilities. Give them hell trooper!" Grim said as he patted Jameson on the back.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 3:56 pm
David Fitzgerald
Sgt/Maj
Soveriegn
Ghost Eagle
Location: following Van with his men
Fitz slipped the radio pack onto his back, and marched away after a crisp salute. "Ill call them in soon, can't see much from here. He pushed his glasses up his nose, and wiped the sweat from his face. His MICH TS-2000, or water bucket as he called it, was getting sweaty already, the heat from the tanks made him feel like a forest fire. He motioned to the infantrymen with him to follow close, spread out in three sections behind the tank, as if walking down a road in high alert.
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2012 3:58 pm
"Spectre"
Lt/Col. Fredrick Jameson
Scout Sniper
Phantom-1
Location: Falling In (approx. 1500yards Northwest from Soveriegn)
XXXXXXXXXXJameson continues scowling the area for enemy RPGs and other HPT (High Priority Targets; i.e. Snipers, Gunners, etc.) and kept a weary hand by the trigger, he then heard the radio buzz off. "This is Spectre, Phantom-1. It's good to hear your voice again." Jameson said through the radio, unmounting the scope and other accessories on his Barrett before unloading it and passing the mag to Romellel. He grabbed the radio and pressed the talk button, the staticy sound rang out before he slowed to talk. "I'm on it, we're around 1500yards from your position, 1000 from the rally point. How's your status?" He looked to Romellel, who picked up the rest of their equipment and placed it into a bag. Jameson unslung his M24 SWS (Sniper weapon system) and loaded the .338 caliber rounds into the magazine before clicking it in place and locking the bolt. The two of them began walking back from their post southbound to the rally point. "This is Reaper, Phantom-1. We're en-route as of now, stand-by for friendlies in about 20 minutes, over." he said while grabbing his things and following Jameson. The two embarked southbound and kept a decent pace. Jameson and Romellel shouldered their weapons when they reached the rally point. Romellel carried an M39 EMR with a 4x ACOG sight, while Jameson turned down the magnification to a simple 8x scope. After Grim's speech, Jameson nodded and gave a salute.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 5:52 pm
Legacy 'Soveriegn' Grim
General
Command
Soveriegn Lead
Location: Moving to fort HQ After giving out the last orders to the few remaining company leaders Grim assembled his force. He had the War Tortoise armored company, Delta and Echo company and we headed towards the fort HQ to sieze and set up an FOB. As he had the force fall in behind his lead tank the force made their way through the roads and buildings of the base on high alert expecting ambushes at every turn.
Grim pulled the company to a halt when they came to a road the had buildings on each side. He didnt like how quiet it was so he ordered his men to start clearing houses. They discovered most houses were empty but halfway through the seach a squad kicked in the front door of the house and the building exploded into a fireball of debris. Other house started exploding tearing the force apart. Just then Russian infantry started pouring in out of no where.
Grim ordered his men to take cover behind the tanks and keep their heads down as the armored column went into defensive mode trying to fend off the enemy. All around Grim soldiers were dying but they couldnt abandon this mission. It must be completed at all cost. If the war couldnt be turned around here, it would be lost. Grim was doing his best to command an effective defense and was hoping the other commanders were having better luck.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 5:59 pm
David Fitzgerald
Sgt/Maj
Soveriegn
Ghost Eagle
Location: halted beside a tank of van's
David called over the mic. "Grim, i dont like the sounds and how quiet you have been, is everything okay?" He said, trying to look back. Tanks were blocking his view, and the sound of the engines werent the only loud clanking he heard. He had heard a boom, but wasnt sure what went down, and heard no replies to Spectre and his partner...
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xXPerfect AnarchyXx generated a random number between
1 and 5 ...
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 6:32 pm
"Spectre"
Lt/Col. Fredrick Jameson
Scout Sniper
Phantom-1
Location: approx. 500yards West from Soveriegn Lead
XXXXXXXXXXThe loud eruption echoed throughout the area, dust and smoke filled the sky in a small area where Soveriegn once was. "What the flying ******** was that?" Jameson yelled through the radio, Romellel grabbing it and began giving a status report. "This is Phantom-1, 500yards from what seems to be an explosion. Confirm?" Jameson ran up with Romellel to get to a decent viewpoint, the company he was assigned to followed. Romellel spotted a large amount of hostiles flooding the area around the tanks. "This is Phantom-1, large enemy force on Soveriegn Lead's position, Danger close is not advised." Romellel recited, bitting his lower lip. Jameson pulled open the bipod of his M24 and began taking quick shots, clicking the trigger and reanimating the bolt. Romellel tapped Jameson's shoulder and noted that he needed to calm down. Jameson sighed, and took a deep breath. He reloaded his M24 and locked the bolt into place. He took a deep breath, steadied, and began calling out the variables. 480yards, 93degrees, .7 seconds... he took a shot and it grazed a Russian's helmet, ricocheting into the chest of another. Jameson sucked his teeth and kept constant fire, emptying his magazine again. He looked to the company and decided it was time. "Let's move out, they need us." Jameson said boldly.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 6:51 pm
David Fitzgerald
Sgt/Maj
Soveriegn
Ghost Eagle
Location: halted beside a tank of van's
"Phantom-1 this is ghost eagle, Sit tight, im on route to your location." He clicked his radio off. He turned to his men. "Clement, Savadé, Martinez, youre on me. the rest of you mount up with van." He told the men following him. He turned to van, and spoke confidently, saluting. "Sir, I Cannot risk losing these men. I'm going back. Ill rally up with grim once everything is settled down, air support..." he cut off his sentence, handing tossing the radio to a small man next to him. "Richard has the radio. He'll call for it. I'm not liking the sound of this s**t at all..." He turned on his heel, and headed quickly, bobbing between tanks, his small fireteam following to Jameson's location.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 7:12 pm
Legacy 'Soveriegn' Grim
General
Command
Soveriegn Lead
Location: Moving to fort HQ Grim took was yelling out targets to his tanks gunner when the radio clicked to life with Jameson and Fitz's voice calling for a sitrep.
"This is Sovereign Lead, remain on your current coarses, we're getting alot of resistence but we're holding. Continue to your objectives and keep alert."
Grim said as he went back selecting targets for his gunner. The fighting was getting intense and the Russians were all around them. Grim radioed to the other tanks in his company to put their takes at ramming speed and smash through some of the houses the Russians were using as firing positions. Just then Grim's tank lurched forward and barreled through a barricade that a few Russians were hiding behind. The Russians that were left in the open were quickly dispatched by the Wolverines infantry. Then Russians had no choice but to start pulling back. Grim's force sustained heavy casualties but was still in the fight.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 7:18 pm
David Fitzgerald
Sgt/Maj
Soveriegn
Ghost Eagle
Location: 100 yards from van.
"Roger that." Fitzgerald radioed back. He stopped on a time, and sprinted back towards Van's tank again, grabbing the radio pack he put on a soldier, and swinging himself onto the back of the tank. 'Grim ,you're a crazy son of a b***h...' he thought to himself, hearing the noises in the back, but not looking back, just straight ahead.
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 8:47 pm
Joseph 'Stonewall' Vanguard
Captain
War Horse Lead
War Horse Armored Company
Location: Regrouping Van's tank company was making good time. They were hitting small pockets of resistance but Fitz's and his men we're keeping the Ruskies off the tanks. They were about 4 blocks away from the air field and could see the Control Tower in the distance.
"Soveriegn Lead this is War Horse, we're arriving at air field and commencing assault. I'll radio back a sitrep once we've secured the area. Out"
A few more minutes and Van's force was sitting outside the fence of the air field scanning for anysigns of enemy movement. Van climbed out of his tank and onto the ground with the rest of his men.
"Alright listen up. Fitz I want you and your men sticking as close to the tanks as possible. We're going to ram through this fence onto the tarmac and launch out assault from across the runway, thats where they will least expect it. Now there's no cover from this side of the airfield until we reach the hangers so my tanks will pop smole canisters to provide cover, just use your thermal's and you'll be alright. Let's get this done!"
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2012 7:12 am
Legacy 'Soveriegn' Grim
General
Command
Soveriegn Lead
Location: Setting up FOB Grim's company have been tearing a path through the middle of the fort making thier way to the control center of all base operations. The fighting had been intense and the physical demand was starting to show on Grim and his men. They tanks were starting to to malfunction and were becoming combat ineffective but the headquarters was in sight. It was a 3 story windowless building that was built to act as a bunker. Grim gathered the able bodied men and breached the door to the buiding. They cleared the building room by room, floor by floor until they had it secured. Grim's men started setting up the FOB.
"All company leaders this is Sovereign Lead, the headquarters is secure and we're setting up the FOB as I speak. Press on and complete your objectives, this battle is just beginning, youre country is counting on you. Either we turn this war around here, or we will crumble."
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