Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Sat Apr 11, 2009 10:32 pm

Gordon Frohman

I just want to die

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Wind is heard outside the SAM (Special Air Missions) carrier plane... You've just been assigned to operation Divebomb, you're nervous, and unsure of what's to come. All you know is that you're about to perform a 13,000 meter HALO (High Altitude Low Observation) jump into a town occupied by Russian Ultra-Nationalists. The jumpmaster yells "Green light, thirty seconds!" The squad stands up, waiting for further confirmation. The jumpmaster once again yells "Green light, fifteen seconds!" You get anxious, you can't wait to get on with the mission, yet you somehow feel things aren't going to go as smoothly as they would have when you heard the briefing... The jumpmaster once again yells "Green light, 5 se-" Just then you hear a beeping coming from the cockpit... 'BEEP BEEP BEEP WARNING MISSILE LOCK! WARNING MISSILE LOCK!' One of your squad mates yell out "Damnit we are so fu-" Then a loud explosion is heard from the cockpit, THE PLANE IS HIT! The jumpmaster yells "SCREW THE GREEN LIGHT! GO GO GO!" The squad begins to jump out one by one, you being in the back. Just as the third member jumps out the plane begins to fall, the plane itself in cracking in half, and the crack happened to be under your feet. You start to fall, as do your squad mates, it's too cloudy to see anything so you just wait until the little light on your wrist flashes telling you to pull the cord...

Ranks usable in this RP are as followed: (Least to greatest) [For ranks with a * next to them, you must send me a PM showing me your RP skills so I'm sure you're good enough for that rank, and the number next to each rank is how many of each we can have in the RP, NA means an unlimited amount]

[Enlisted]
Private First Class (NA)
Lance Corporal (5)
[NCO]
Corporal (3)
Sergeant (3)
Staff Sergeant (2)
*Gunnery Sergeant (1)
*Master Sergeant (1)
*First Sergeant (1)
*Sergeant Major (1)
*Master Gunnery Sergeant (1)
[CO]
*Second Lieutenant (1)
*First Lieutenant (1)
*Captain (1)
Application Skeleton:

Name:
Age:
Sex:
Rank:
Class(Rifleman, Sniper, AT Specialist, Corpsman, or Engineer):
Equipment:
Appearence(Pictures may be used):
Traits:

[Example(My Profile)]

Name: Marcus O'malley
Age: 29
Sex: Male
Rank: Captain
Class: Rifleman
Equipment: B-37D Commando "Dragon Skin" Combat Armor; Pitch black BDUs; Mk29 Adv. Combat Helmet; L85A2 w/ Silencer and x1.6 SUSAT Scope; HK USP w/ Silencer and Laser dot.
Appearence: Short Brown Hair; clean shaven; 6" 1'; Fairly strong build; Blue Eyes; Irish.
Traits: Speaks with an Irish accent, uses the word "bollocks" quite a bit.
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Marcus was only half-concious as the wind rushed past him, he steadily breathed in the oxygen inside the tank strapped to his back... If not for it, he would sufficate and die. He half-watched half-stared at the other soldiers falling past them, some dead, some dieing, some still alive, he himself semmed to be fine... atleast he hoped... Finally, he regained control, just as he say the ground coming up fast underneath him. He his wrist was beeping like crazy, he smacked it and said "Shut it!" He pulled the cord on the parachute, but not fast enough as he was still falling towards the ground as quite a high speed, it seems he pulled it to late. The parachute lightened his fall a great load, but when he fell, it hurt. He got up, and checked himself for any broken bones, none, he was relieved. He detached the L85A2 from it's holster and switched it to semi-automatic, attaching the silencer after he had done so. He put on the NV goggles attacked to his Helmet and started looking for the other members of his squad...

((You may now proceed to join, you can either play as another member of the squad, or as the enemy.))

Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Wed Apr 29, 2009 10:13 pm

Ardee

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Ooh, this looks fun. Can I be in another squad? If so...

Name: Pete Stacker, 101st Air Assault 506th Batt. B Company
Age: 31
Sex: Male
Rank: Sergeant
Class: Grenadier
Equipment: (Not going into detail with the gear, just weapons) Colt M16A3 w/ M203 equipped with Eoitech 552 and LAM, Benelli M4 Combat Shotgun, Kimber Custom 1911 .45 cal, LAW (Light Antitank Weapon) and A sh@t load of ammo.
Appearence: Fair haired male, moustache and stubbles, caucasian, scar under-neath eye.
Traits: Speaks in a slight country accent.

Stacker landed far from his squad. Alone, in a cold field at the middle of the night, he unstrapped all unneccessary equipment, including his busted earpiece. With no contact with the rest of 101st Division Paratroopers, he swiftly took aim with his M16A3 and scanned for tangos in plain sight.

After scouting around farmland for hours, he noticed the sun coming up. Still no sign of his squadmates or any of the British Paratroopers.

He incountered a farm-house, around were Russian Ultra-Nationalists, crating weaponry and loading them into trucks. Small-arms like AK-74s and RPKs were field-stripped, inspected, and put back together again. He had just encountered an armory. In his field of view he can see two by the truck and five inspecting guns on tables. Of course there are more in the farm house, as he can hear faint chatter.

There were too many, even for Sergeant Stacker, he retreated and went elsewhere...

But left an IR Beacon on the insurgent location.

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Thu Apr 30, 2009 9:47 pm

Gordon Frohman

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(( Well, I'm glad someone atleast joined... Althought I'm not so sure many other people will join... ))

A couple soldiers were partolling the alley infront of Marcus, he peeked arond a corner and saw that ther were walking the opposite direction, Marcus sighed then aimed his gun at the one he presumed to be in the back. He made sure to align the reticle with the soldiers head... He slowly squeezed the trigger... The soldier dropped dead, no noise heard, the other soldier continued walking.

[In russian]"Hey Dmitri, whadda you wanna do when this whole war is over?... Dmiriti?" The soldier turned to see what had happened, he saw his friend laying dead, with a puddle slowly forming where his head was. The other soldier picked up his walkie-talkie and began to speak. "Thi-" was all he could say before the second bullet pierced his skull like a wet piece of paper. The walkie-talkie fell, Marcus could barely make out the words "What's going on?" being said. He swore, it was too late, he'd been found out. The enemy was bound to send over a squad to search the area, he needed to get out of their and fast... He looked around, seeing a small opening in a nearby stone wall, he squeezed him body through, it was a tight fit but he made it nonetheless. He looked around, the area seemed clear, he tapped a button on the side of his helmet, making a small map appear, his taget, The enemy's main access terminal, was marked in green, friendlys were blue, enemies were red... He saw a shit load of reds near where he was supposed to be, he would never make it alone... He also saw an small blinking purple strobe, signaling something of important, possible a mis-placed Ir beacon. He tapped a button on his wrist-radio and called in HQ "HQ come in, this is Clover 6 (Yes, we're called Clover squad because he's Irish :P) come in." the waited... "I read you Clover 6, what's your status?" "I'm currently 1 1/2 kliks away from my objective, but there seems to be something of intrest in coordinates 1-45-67-09, requesting squad to check it out." "Roger, sending a squad over there ASAP, HQ out." The chat ended, he checked his ammo reserves, about 6 clips was all he had... He wondered if he'd make it out of this one alive...

Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Thu Apr 30, 2009 11:31 pm

Ardee

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After a short exchange of bullets with a Russian fireteam, Stacker had been wounded on his right arm. A ricochet from a 7.62mm round. The firefight was short, Russians shot first, Stacker launched a grenade, poof, over. He tried to take out a small fragmentation from the wound with a screwdriver, it hurt like hell, but he can't complain. He simply peppered the wound entrance with QuikClot powder and slapped a bandaid on it. Time to get back to work, little did he know that grit had taken shelter in his M16A3 barrel.

He patrolled a small village, if one can call it that. Deserted, abandoned, or so it seems. Each building bombed to hell. But, something caught his eye in that little dusky cestpit. A parachute, no, lots of them... And people too. British Paratroopers infact. The bad thing is... Well, they're not in fighting condition. Dead, dying or just plain lazy.

Asking questions were ponitless, he knew what hey were doing, they were briefed together as a joint strike force. Also, he knew that these men were as lost as he is.

At least he put one thing to his advantage, he got a radio.

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Fri May 01, 2009 12:10 am

CarChaseCityMan

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Name: Floyd Ambrose
Age: 24
Sex: Male
Rank: Private First Class
Class: Sniper
Equipment: 50 caliber Bolt-Action rifle. He carries a Jericho 941 semi-automatic handgun and a 6 inch knife that he personally keeps for CQC (Close Quarters Combat). He also carries binoculars and a radio.
Appearence: He has long brown hair, and a well-shaven goatee. He has a good physique, and wears night camoflage.
Traits: Floyd is British, with an exceptional aim when using his rifle. He is loyal to no end, and willing to help any teammate in need.

Floyd worked his way through the hillside, tired, hungry, and worried as to when an enemy could appear. His rifle was strapped to his back, and his pistol and knife at the ready were in his hands. He looked out over a large hill with his binoculars, hoping to spot anyone from his squadron.

He saw several dying, wounded men, part of another squad. Their SAS markings of the parachutes made it clear that these were his squadmates. He had landed a few miles from them, luckily, onto a tree. It broke his fall, and he wandered aimlessly through the countryside looking for them.

He saw another man with them, and was instantly suspicious. He pulled his rifle out and aimed, but saw this was an American. They were working closely together in the invasion, and thus were allies. Floyd got up and made his way to the village. "Sir!" He called out when he was close enough. "Sir, Private First Class Floyd Ambrose, SAS! These are my squadmates. Permission to join?"

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Sat May 02, 2009 10:06 pm

Ardee

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Stacker was as alert as a cobra looking for prey. He had already clicked off his safety, but he knew that the young PFC was on his side. Just a thing he learned from bootcamp. He had told the young soldier what his situation was, how he needed to look for HIS own squadmates, and the enemy location he found. He saw that the yound Private was indeed... Different from the SAS soldiers near by. Not because he was actually doing something, no, not the lenght of his hair either. He seen determination in his eyes, a thing hard to come by with greenhorns.

He had been looking for a selection of men he can rely on. Form a fireteam, the current CO in that area was an Sgt Maj. who was... Lacking. He had been given permission to get in contact with the Americans with a few SAS members. Now, with a marksman, he was set to go.

He turned on the radio set. The frequency was set to SAS soldiers, so he set it for the joint channel. He called in for anybody from his squad. He heard a distorted voice, unfortunately, he couldn't at all make it out. His best bet was to scout the area where he landed on and start the search from there, of course now, he would be able to actually fight. He, and three other men were off to war.

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Sat May 02, 2009 10:55 pm

Gordon Frohman

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The squad Marcus had radioed in for had come, he heard the whomping of helicopter propellers, he saw a CH-47 Chinook flying in the distance. Then suddently his heart sank, he saw a white flash, then a trailing of smoke starting at the window of a nearby house, and ending right in the cock-pit of the Chinook. He swore, there must have been atleast 12 men in there, now all dead. He aimed through the scope of his gun at the window, revenge was his intent, he saw the head of the assailant sticking out like a soar thumb, he pulled the trigger, the man's head jolted back, the disappears as he fell to the ground. He looked at the GPS inside his helmet HUD, he saw life-signs, friendlies not to far away, about 0.3 kliks away. He began to jog towards their position. About 3 minutes later he emerged on top of a hill, he saw a lot of dead or dying soldiers, but he was focusing on the ones that were standing, he looked through the scope of his rifle, he saw one with a Sergeant's stripes on his arm, another with PFC stripes, he walked over to where they were standing. "Alright, who's in charge here? I need a SITREP!" He said as he walked up to the group.

Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Sun May 03, 2009 12:38 am

Ardee

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((I know I've been preventing Petey here to talk sooo...))

The paratrooper sergeant aimed at a fast moving figure approching them. He was armed, though not ready. Deduction can only say he's friendly. An SAS Captain, requesting sit-rep. Sergeant Stacker explained the situation...

Suddenly sniper fire took out the Auto-Rifleman in Stacker's fireteam. Then the rifleman. Immediately he took cover, naturally the Captain and the PFC too. He doesn't know where the sniper was located, nor does he know where the other two soldiers are. The sniper was good, damn good. The shot must have come from about 200 give or take meters away. Judging from the damage done to the heads of the two deceased, it must have been a .50 caliber sniper, and from Ultra-Nationalists? Well, he hoped it was captured.

He was a sitting duck. Only a matter of time until the sniper shot through his cover, he probably seen him running to that broken partition.

''Requesting for covering fire sir!'' He shouted.

((I had to get rid of those two nameless other characters, why not a sniper?))

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Sun May 03, 2009 12:45 am

Gordon Frohman

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(( Good idea. ))

Marcus swore, and ducked behind some cover, seeing the PFC and Sergeant were alright. He tapped a few button on his helmet, taking in the direction of the bullet and the direction of the boom of the rifle, he used those two factors to pin-point the location of the sniper, with the assistance of his GPS and a handy little UAV floating above.

He peeked out from behind his cover to see exactly where the sniper was. He took the silencer off his gun, no point making it go to waste, he saw the sniper, and the sniper saw him, he quickly ducked, narrowly avoiding the round. He began to blind fire from behind his cover at the sniper, "Do what you have to do, and make it quick Sergeant!" He began reloading, then continued to spray the snipers position.

Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Sun May 03, 2009 12:57 am

Ardee

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There was only one shot at this. One.
Stacker pulled out a white phosporous grenade and tossed it. A mere three-seconds filled the road with smoke. It, of course drew the sniper's attention, whom he overestimated. The sniper began firing wildly at the smoke, like a confused child. The muzzle flashes were as clear as day, coming from a .50 cal rifle. He flipped up the leaf sight equipped on his rifle. And poof, launched a 40mm grenade to the location of the sniper.

BOOM!

The whole wall in which the sniper was conceled in was uncovered. He was dead, of course. But inside that wall was more than he had expected.

Machine guns. Light machine guns. RPKs to be exact. With enough 7.62mm to kill them and back. And as it goes, more re-enforcements were on the way. A Russian Ultranationalist was alrady speaking on a megaphone. Peter Stacker wanted to quickly silence him.

*click!*

Came from the rifle. The damned rifle was jammed. Jammed, in a battlefield!

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Sun May 03, 2009 1:16 am

Gordon Frohman

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Marcus aimed the reticle of his scope at the russian's head, he squeezed the trigger of his L85A2 and blew a hole in his head, what he saw next made him think of every swear word in his crude dictionary, he saw two Ka-50s flying towards where his small, rag-tag squad was. He shouted to the Sergeant and PFC, "Kamov's inbou-" was all he could say before the Kamovs bagan spraying their position with multiple 7.62mm rounds. He felt sorry for the dying SAS troopers that were torn to shreads by the Kamov's Machineguns, but what he was worried about was his squad, he sprinted towards a small shack, unfortunately for him, a round had struck the lower part of his leg, just as he dove into the shack, he swore, he saw the bullet went clean through, he looked back outside to see if the Sergeant or PFC had heard him...

Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Sun May 03, 2009 1:51 am

Ardee

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Stacker was reduced to using his grenade launcher. He had taken a few MG positions, along with the trained PFC sniper. His M16 was still not functional, and it wouldn't be. No time for such cleaning operations here. Couldn't use anything at his arsenal either, not yet anyway.

He heard a whirling in the background, distant but gaining. Re-enforcements? Maybe. But not for them. ''Kamovs inbou-!'' He heard the SAS captain. Two of 'em.

He seen the Captain rushing to their position. He couldn't provide cover fire of course. Unless using a sidearm counts. The Captain was hit on the leg, a ricochet? Perhaps. He ordered the PFC to check his CO.

Finally, one thing in his arsenal came to use. LAW.

Light Anti-Tank Weapon, too bad we're dealing with Black Sharks. He took his launcher off his back and aimed at the tail of the closest copter to him. Pushed the button, and 'BUSSSSHHHHHH!' A rocket sprawling out of the tube hit the tail of the KA-50. There was no motor there, but it still caused great distress. Great enough that both choppers hit together, disabling each other.

Stacker looked at the victorious sight. With a grin he struck a pose with his LAW. Too bad he didn't notice something.

Too bad he didn't notice the downed choppers were heading to him.

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Sun May 03, 2009 2:07 am

Gordon Frohman

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Marcus's eyes widened as he the Kamov rushing straight towards the Sergeant. He tryed to get up, ignoring the pain in his leg, he began running towards the Sergeant. The pain in his leg was great, but not as great as the pain of losing a fellow soldier. He ran as fast as he could towards the soldier, then he tackled him, pushing him out of the way of the incoming Kamov, sadly, he was a second to late, and the hull of the chopper twisted his leg in the most painful way imaginable, he had managed to push the Sergeant out of the way of the incoming Kamov, but now he'd basically lost the ability to walk... All he did was groan, trying to ignore the pain his his leg, he told the Sergeant "You need to pay more attention to your surrounding... Instead of posing for imaginary Kodak moments..."

Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Sun May 03, 2009 2:34 am

Ardee

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((Still LMAO at that))

Well, they were screwed to oblivion. I'm pretty sure two choppers falling is loud enough to reach Chernobyl. On the up side, everything was pretty much dead except for them. There was only one way to get out of there.

Carry the Captain.

It was only right, it was his fault. The Captain was a tough bastard, he even managed to tell a joke, even if his leg was... Twisted all the way back.

He carried the captain to the nearest working car as possible. He placed him on the hood, gently, as much as a soldier could. The captain was still in serious pain. His grip on his weapon has tightened so much that there was a soft rattle inside it. The PFC took cover and scoped for any interuptions.

Stacker, fortunately, had top marks in medical training. He's no field medic, but he can get it done.

He gave the captain something to bite on. ''Alright cap, bite that hard, this'll hurt a little.''

*CRUNCH*

The sergeant placed the captain's tibia back into its socket. The captain silently screamed in utter pain.

Stacker added binding powder on the open wound and covered it with a tournaquette. Not going with procedures, but hell, they were almost AWOL.

He picked up his M16, and used the but to break all the car windows. From there, Stacker hot-wired the car and tapped the PFC on the head. He placed the Captain on the back seat and told the sniper to get in the passenger seat. He took the captured RPKs and put them around as defenses. They still might be in trouble.

He sat on the driver's seat and cracked his neck. ''Welcome to the funvee boys.''

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Sun May 03, 2009 3:13 am

Gordon Frohman

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(( You basically just combined CoD4 (Carrying your captain), Tom Clancy's End War (Taking a car, and putting the sniper in the passenger seat), and Ironman with the little Funvee comment xD ))

Marcus layed back, trying to forget about the terrible pain in his leg... He thought to himself if I don't get promoted to Major after this someone is going to get they're arse shot... He just looked out the window, watching the country side... "This whole mission has gone FUBAR... I'm going to call in an evac... There's now way I'm going to get to my target in this condition..." Marcus spoke into his radio "HQ, this in Clover 6, do you copy?" No responce... The signal was all static... "Well... It looks like we're going to be staying here until I can get a proper signal... This is all a load of Bollocks..." He sighed... Nothing left to do now but wait until the Sergeant gets to wherever he's going...

Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Sun May 03, 2009 3:30 am

Ardee

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((My creativity dies at my tiredness... I need caffeine!))

Stacker intended to find his squadmates. Even if it means touring around the damn country. Well, he never actually paid attention. He was thinking about his past. How he was promoted five times, demoted twice. And why? He got too damn cocky. He was sure the CO in the back was getting hungry, so he threw his ration at him, he managed to hit Stacker in the head though... He even felt it... It sort of felt like... A bullet?

He stomped the brake, the car swerved. They were being followed by a Russian Ultranationalist truck. Everyone was shooting, even the Captain. He saw in the rearview mirror, a-a-

''RPG! Shoot him!'' Stacker shouted. The Captain was spraying bullets to the truck, but with the conditions of the car chase caused great turbulance...

((Okay... Now it's getting TOO much CoD4! Also my character's causing the most trouble, hehehe))

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Sun May 03, 2009 3:43 am

Gordon Frohman

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(( Cue rag-time music :D ))

Marcus tried to steady his aim, the pain in his leg, combined with the bumping and swirling of the car, made it almost impossible to aim, be he managed to hit the RPG holder somehow, but not soon enough, the rocket was flying right towards the car, it hit the ground right behind the car's fender, forcing the car to lose it's back tires, the car was spinning out of control, sadly, no one saw the sharp right turn... The car went straight off the edge of the road, falling about 5 meters, then hitting the ground with a large crash, the truck kept going, they would come to check on the car, it was inevitable... Marcus was still concious... Luckily he wasn't to banged up... He tapped the back of the Sergeants head, "hey, you still alive over there?"

Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Sun May 03, 2009 3:53 am

Ardee

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The Sergeant simply placed his index finger over his mouth. He over heard Russian chatter, the van was parked over the ledge. A single soldier stood out, holding an AK-47. He shot his AK.

*CLICK*

He began cursing and fingering the charging handle. Then he stood back in the van and they drove away.

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Mon May 04, 2009 7:20 pm

CarChaseCityMan

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Mon May 04, 2009 7:47 pm

Gordon Frohman

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(( Ok... *inhales deeply*

Basically, my leg is broken, I saved Ardee from getting crushed by a helicopter, we got into a car, were chased by a truckfull of soldiers with RPG-7s, the car was hit, we drove off the road and are now inside the car, as it lays upside-down being inspected by some soldier, the soldiers gun is jammed, so he went back to the truck, and it drove off... I think...

*exhales* ))

Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Mon May 04, 2009 8:23 pm

Ardee

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Mon May 04, 2009 9:44 pm

CarChaseCityMan

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((Amen.))

Floyd looked around, dazed. He felt his head and wondered absently if he was bleeding. "Crikey fuck..." Floyd muttered. "Sir, what the hell was that...?" He asked, groaning.

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Tue May 05, 2009 11:12 pm

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Stacker was on his own again. Hopefully to find his squad. He had left the Captain and the PFC in the car, he'll be back, with extra firepower. Stacker had cleaned his M16 fortunately, and also took along with him, a captured AK-47. Ditching his LAW, it was empty, empty means useless. He was walking for hours already. With no body bags needed. Either him, or the enemy. Hopefully, he'll find his squad, or at least, take that position, with him.

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Tue May 05, 2009 11:23 pm

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"...Sir...?" Floyd looked around, dazed. He saw a strange man he'd never seen before, who looked to be in leg trouble. Ahead, he saw empty landscape. He regarded the other man suspiciously, but used his binoculars to scope out the land ahead of him. His sight wavered slightly from his wound, but he saw far off in the distance the sergeant.

"W-Wait!!" Floyd called out loudly. He turned around and raised the other man up. "Come on, we gotta go with him!"

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Tue May 05, 2009 11:44 pm

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Stacker had felt like he'd almost arrived... But something didn't fit. He knew he was being followed. No one trying to harm him, no, if 'it' wanted to, 'it' would have done so already. He ruled out the two SAS members he'd left behind though. As the last time he'd seen them, one of them was incapacitated and the other was knocked out... But the problem is, that WAS the last time he'd seen them. He thought carefully, and halted, readied his rifle and whispered 'Who's there!?'.

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Wed May 06, 2009 1:05 am

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"Sir!" Floyd yelled. "Sir! SIR! God damnit, he's not eve-" He cursed, when he saw the Sergeant turn around. "Hey! Hey! Sir! Come help me! This guy's injured, I don't know who he is. Should I kill him?" Floyd asked, drawing his pistol. "Please?"

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Wed May 06, 2009 1:20 am

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"Are you a fookin' idiot mate?" replied Marcus as he saw the private pointing the pistol at him. "I'm pretty sure shooting your commanding officer would get you court marshaled, now get that fucking thing out of my face." He looked at his jacket, his captain patch must have been ripped off in the fall, he had spare ones in his pocket, which he then put on. He tried getting up, his leg still hurt, but he could walk.

(( and for future reference you technically don't call sergeants "sir" you just call them either sergeant or sarge. ))

Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Wed May 06, 2009 1:37 am

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((Floyd is part of the SAS, and he's bottom of the pit. Since he doesn't know anyone's name, he just calls them sir, because obviously they're of higher rank.))

"Commanding officer? Are you in the SAS too?" Floyd said, dumbfounded. "Well, shit, sir, I didn't know. 'Sides, this bloody wound is fuckin' with my perception and whatever the bugger else you wanna call it," he shrugged. "Here, let me wrap up that wound. I was the top field medic in boot camp," he explained, placing him on the floor gently, and ripping off a part of his sleeve.

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Wed May 06, 2009 2:48 am

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"Yeah yeah wa'ever jus' get this fuckin' thing wrapped up..." said Marcus as he lay on the ground.

(( sorry, short post, I'm writing this thing on my iPod touch :/ ))

Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Wed May 06, 2009 7:20 pm

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Floyd quickly wrapped up the leg, and was reminded of his own wound. He wrapped a torn sleeve around his bad eye, because he really only needed his left eye to snipe or see. "Sir, what happened to the rest of the squad? When I found them, they were all dead. We weren't that low. I think someone might have gotten to them first."

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Wed May 06, 2009 7:50 pm

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"The fuckin' Kamov's, that's what got them, that plus some ballsy Russian usin' a .50 cal shot all their heads off..." He got up, he could walk better not that his wound had been properly bandaged... He looked around, and found his L85 laying in the back of the car, he picked it up and clipped it to his bandolier. He looked around and saw only forest, his helmet was virtually useless since it had gotten to banged up in the fall and was now busted... His wrist radio was jammed, and his squad was in shambles... What else could go wrong... Then suddenly, he heard the whomping of propellers, and he saw search lights. "Shit... Get down." He grabbed the collar of the PFC and pulled his into the nearby shrubery. He whispered to him "Where's the Sergeant? He won't last a second against that Kamov... He needs to get to cover." He looked, and saw a figure not to far ahead of them... Fuck... This is bad... "You stay here... I'm going to save his ass... Again..." Marcus started to creep towards Stacker, when he got close enough to him, he grabbed him and pulled him into the bushes, covering his mouth. "Now listen to me... They're sending more choppers to search for us... Stay very still, and don't make a sound..."

Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Wed May 06, 2009 8:49 pm

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((Whoo, we're screwed now... Wait, we were screwed from the start, nevermind....))

Stacker stayed still. What the hell? These guys again? He thought. ''My 'chute is close. Let this pass, and I'll get my squad... Sir.'' The Kamov took circles around them. Almost as if it knew where they were. But it didn't, otherwise... They'd alreaby be KIA. Stacker watched the cockpit very carefully. He checked if any eye contact was made to the shurbs they were hiding in. Thankfully, it passed, heading towards the abandonned car. He checked his squad's weapons. British guns of course, with the exception of the PFC, carrying a baby deagle... How did he get passed for deployment? Stacker stood, rifle aimed. He can spot that farm-house, the weapons cache... ''Insurgent armory over there sir. Permission to... Blow it to hell?''

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Wed May 06, 2009 9:46 pm

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Marcus smirked "Granted."

(( I'm sorry for such a short post... But I'm having a serious case of writers block... ))

Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Wed May 06, 2009 10:13 pm

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((It spreads like the plauge.))

Stacker ran to the nearest cover he could. Popped a fresh 40mm and was good to go. With no supressor, he was bound to get spotted, so he gladly 'borrowed' the silenced SA-80 from the SAS captain ((I'll give it back, he-he-he)). In sight, a single sentry. Stacker ran near him, knife in one hand Armalite in the other. A quick poke on the neck, and dead. Unslung the SA-80, circled the outside and peeked through the window. Insurgents... and friendlies.

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Re: Operation Divebomb [Modern Military RP]

Wed May 06, 2009 10:38 pm

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Floyd quickly readied his rifle, placing a silencer on and aiming, using the flipped car as a base to help him aim. He rested the gun on the car and aimed, shooting at the farthest away, heaviest armed thug. He held his breath and fired, seeing the man fall over.

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