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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 10:24 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 11:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 11:11 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 5:45 pm
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Admiral Jimmy Cross DLCCN Flagship Command Console
"Cross to Archangel, preparing available ships for strike. Ready to scoop up any and all personal awaiting exfil." Cross spoke into the mike. He dashed across the room to the missle console. It was a single monitor with an array of keys. He flicked a few switches, and the screen lit up a dull red. A map of the area appeared, and Cross slid a keyboard out from under the monitor and typed in the coordinates in. He flicked another switch, and a large red button glowed under a pexiglass box. He'd hit it when ready. It would only take his ship to take it down anyways.. But why not let the other frigates know?_
"Cross to Frigates 1-4, Hammerstrike initiative being executed within 10,"
He dashed to the other side of the room back to the Navigation Console. He spoke to the helmsmen. "Get ready to turn back around to home. Contact Chief O'Brien about rounding up the Marines, he's in charge of that."
The Helmsmen contacted the Chief. "Helm to Deck Officer, initiate all exfils to devil dogs."
O'Brien returned "Already on it Helm. Over."
And the fleet began to round up the last of her sailors tossed overboard, and lifed all marines in rafts onboard. The raft Shepard rowed in on was taken aboard Frigate 1, the least damaged of the Four, and All the civilians were provided with minor rations and water. Cross awaited the final signal.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 6:10 pm
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Brigadier General Thomas Pryor
As the Black Hawks landed on the ships Thomas stepped off, still feeling guilty but not showing it. He was Angry at himself but he made himself look professional.
“Everyone start helping these sailors deal with the Civilians.”
He said as he went over to one of the children sitting on the deck of the ship. Thomas could tell the kid didn’t understand what was going on, he was overwhelmed with the ships, helicopters, and the soldiers in the uniforms. Thomas went up to him and took off his pack, and smiled at the child. The child started to reach for his metal rank, which was pinned on the Collar of his Jacket, he then stopped, realizing what he was doing. Thomas laughed and took off his Rank, handing it to the child as a gift. The child’s eyes lit up, he then pined it onto his shirt, grinning.
“Maybe I can do some good.”
Thomas whispered to himself as the kid started jumping up and down with excitement.
“Where are your parents?”
Thomas asked the child. “The pirates took my mother, and killed my father when he tried to stop them, two months ago.” said the child, now sad, almost in tears.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 6:12 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 6:14 pm
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And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...
Lieutenant Jet At this point, Jet, I am going to assume that Kage left with the last chopper, so that we can move things along. Sorry for controlling your character.
Aingel watched as the last helo left, then brought his Harrier down to land beside the crash site of Lightning's wingman. He jumped out, and made his way to the crashed hawk, peering in at the wreckage. He spied the pilot's incinerated body, still in his seat, and removed the man's dog tags, pocketing them to give to Lightning later. He utterred a silent Irish prayer for the crew, then returned to the Harrier and took off, flying off to the fleet. After going back into hover mode, he rotated to that he could see the island, and gave the signal.
"Arch Aingel to fleet. Begin Hammerdown bombardment on my signal."
Aingel looked at the island. He would be glad to watch the godforsaken thing burn.
"COMMENCE FIRING!"
"One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 6:51 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2012 2:27 pm
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╔══════════════╗ ∞ Kage "Jet" Tsu ∞ ╚══════════════╝
Kage stood on the deck of the main DLN battleship, his eyes focused on the island he was finally off of. The trip from the island to the battleship was somehow blurry in Kage's memory, but he remembered hearing the order from Aingel. It was either leave the island alive, or never be found on it again. Pulling his M4 in front of him Kage pulled out the magazine and popped the round from the chamber into his hand, pushing it back into the magazine, which was now completely refilled. Putting the magazine back in his pack, Kage handed his pack and rifle to one of the Seamen on the ship to be put in storage until they were back on base. This still left him with his pistol, something he would more than likely never be without. His clothes were finally dry and he brushed any dirt off of them that he could. For the most part, it barely looked like Kage had been off of this ship, much less in combat. Taking a seat on the deck itself and resting his head back against a metal wall behind him, Kage closed his eyes. He wasn't asleep, and wouldn't be for a while, but he did feel like relaxing.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2012 5:17 pm
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Jimmy Cross DLCCN Flagship Command Console
As the words exited the commander's mouth Jimmy Cross lifted his hand, and slammed the red button down dramatically with his palm. A red light flashed on the ceiling, and Sailors scattered across the decks and back inside to watch the show from the Sat images. The deck's cannons all rotated landward, and lifted to their angles best to shoot. There was a pause. Silence. The Sea shifted the vessels ever so softly. As abruptly as the chaos stopped, a swarm of loud roars was heard from inside the ship, as thousands of conventional missles were ignited and accerated into the atmosphere.
Some left faint gray pathways behind others didn't. The all raced up into the sky above the clouds. All the men on the boats crammed around computer monitors and Jimmy leaned out the window and watched the island on the horizon. In less than thirty seconds inferno would rise out of the Palm trees, and sand. With a grin Cross whispered,
"3...2...1!"
After he said "1!" Thousands of flashes of light streaked across the sky and into the Sailors' retinas. Shortly followed by the boom, and roar of thousands of pounds of explosives detonating essentially glassing the island. No buildings, and no ships remained. The fun was over, home was the next destination. Maybe the sexy bartender would give Cross something extra tonight. He thought.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2012 5:32 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2012 5:35 pm
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And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...
Balthar pounded his fist in rage as he watched the fleet unleash doom upon his island, his empire that he had so carefully planned to carve out of the Pacific and Southeast Asia. When the soldiers had left, he had thought he had won. but, as he watched on an external as the ships fired upon him, he knew that the mercenaries were resorting to more primitive tactics. He had only seconds before the projectiles rained down upon him, but he spend them zooming in on the flagship, at the emblem on the flag hanging from the battleship's stern. Dark Legion.....he swore, on that day, that no matter what happened, he would make the Legion pay for what they did to him, no matter the-
At that moment, the missiles and shells impacted, collapsing the bunker and burying Balthar under several tons of rubble
Aingel watched as the island was incinerated. He had gotten the girl, and removed the pirate threat. That was a mission accomplished in his book. But at what cost? He lost good men today. It was never worth that, but that's just how it is. He would contact the client soon about the payment. This paycheck would run into the billions, and his men had shopping lists to fill. For now, however, the first mission of the Dark Legion was complete. As he contacted the Sentinel UAV with his cybernetics, instructing it to RTB, he brought his Harrier down to land on one of the lesser crowded frigates, sending out a last message to all troops.
"Mission accomplished, ladies and gentlemen. Let's all RTB. Crossed, dock the ships at the naval yard, then catch a flight to the HQ for the debriefing. Everyone else, head straight to base once we dock. We'll have a debriefing, then we can drink a toast to out first successful. And Lightning."
His voice became somber, and he looked at the dog tags he had recovered from Lightning's wingman's body.
"Meet me on the DLNS frigate Gabriel. I've something that you;ll want."
"One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2012 6:10 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2012 6:34 pm
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Lightning II Air Vice Marshal Location: Dock Bay Objective: Ready to be raped by Aingel
As Lightning heard the request from Aingel to attend DLN Frigate. Upon his entrance to the control room, he stares at Aingel's back from a range, but this is a good chance seeing him personally before other members does, however, Lighting did not find this special or a pleasure, as he just lost a wingman, he is not on a good mood to think about seeing Aingel personally.
Upon arriving on the Frigate, he sees a dogtag hanging outside of a cabin door, he collected it and reads the name on the tag, it was his wingman's. He then can't stop crying and ran away back on the black hawk. On the black hawk, he lies down on the ground, staring at the dog tags and rubbing the dirt off with his thumb.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2012 1:18 pm
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