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| − | After a standard debrief with the man in charge of Japan | + | After a standard debrief with the man in charge of Japan, General Harrison, we were told we had a week's rest before we went out on the next mission. |
| − | Me and the crew were relaxing in the 'Reaper's Lounge.'I figured the after-action report had gone well. Now we had 72 hours left of de-stressing before we dove right back in | + | Me and the crew were relaxing in the 'Reaper's Lounge.'I figured the after-action report had gone well. Now we had 72 hours left of de-stressing before we dove right back in. |
| − | Forrest, our head equipment techie, strode down to the | + | This entire part of the base was built specifically for the Reapers. We had our own Officer's quarters, lounge, armory, hangar, motor pool, triage, the works. |
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| + | Forrest, our head equipment techie, strode down to the lounge, our battle-damaged equipment in tow. He'd nearly had a fit when he'd seen what we'd done to our armor. He also wasn't happy that we hadn't been able to pull Trigger's holotags when we left. His body was still MIA and we were nervous about what Russians would do with it. | ||
"So, any suggestions on the armoring?" Forrest asked, looking like he'd just sucked on a lemon. | "So, any suggestions on the armoring?" Forrest asked, looking like he'd just sucked on a lemon. | ||
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Matt winced in sympathy, grinning at the same time. | Matt winced in sympathy, grinning at the same time. | ||
| − | "The joint plating seems to give first under high stress," I said from | + | "The joint plating seems to give first under high stress," I said from my chair. It was hard to look official when you're wrapped in a towel and have ice-cold drinks on hand. "I recommend higher density and larger shoulder, elbow, knee, and waist guards. And a neck plate." Our Scythe armor was a new thing, and there was always room for improvement. "And while you're at it, what kind of new and juicy weapons have you cooked up for us?" |
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We had two days left of our rest before we had to head out again. I was still contemplating how we were going to blow up two battle ships and cripple and aircraft carrier all while capturing a North Korean Captain in charge of heading up the fleet off the Japanese coast. I looked out at the ocean and then our ship. It was then that I had a stroke of genius. | We had two days left of our rest before we had to head out again. I was still contemplating how we were going to blow up two battle ships and cripple and aircraft carrier all while capturing a North Korean Captain in charge of heading up the fleet off the Japanese coast. I looked out at the ocean and then our ship. It was then that I had a stroke of genius. | ||
| − | I walked out to the pad and looked at Forrest under the belly of a | + | I walked out to the pad and looked at Forrest under the belly of our assault transport, called a 'Fury' after the mythological creatures in Greek mythology. He and his techies had painted it red and black, and put the Reapers insignia on the doors and the front. It was a skull and cross bones but instead of bones it had scythes. I grabbed his leg and pulled him out. |
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| + | "Can you make this thing 'water friendly?'" I asked. "I have a few modifications for our bird." I said, handing him a quick schematics sheet that Matt had whipped up. | ||
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| + | Forrest glanced at the sheets of paper for a while. "It could be done. We'd have to reinforce virtually all the armor, joints, wings, cockpit... we'd have to remove the missiles. Or you'd have to fire them all before you went under. I'd have to waterproof everything, too. Hmm. Yeah, I could do it." | ||
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| + | "No idea what that means, but I take that as a yes." I said as Matt walked up beside me. | ||
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| + | "Why do I not like the way this sounds?" He asked. | ||
| − | " | + | "Because nothing I do is safe." I replied |
| − | " | + | "Oh no, those two are at it again." I heard Holly, Jess's temporary replacement, yell across the yard. |
| − | " | + | "We are all dead." Erick, Triggers replacement called calmly. |
| − | " | + | "Yeah, Yeah, Now listen up. This is how its going to go." I said |
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| − | + | We sat in the newly christened 'Apocalypse.' Holly had dropped out with Siren to hit the other two ships while we took the carrier and the target. | |
| − | " | + | "Hold on." Erick said as he sealed the ship and nose dived into the water. We went through with barely a splash, thanks to Matt and Forest's engineering, but the G's thrust me back and into Matt. He grabbed me by the collar and dragged me upright, where I grabbed a handle. "Smooth." He whispered. |
| + | The very latest in counter electronic warfare systems, designed by, you guessed it, Forest and his techies, prevented the enemy systems from pinging us with radar or sonar by absorbing the radio signals instead of letting them bounce back to the source. Underwater, thermal and infrared were virtual no-goes, but thermal insulating in the wall panels cut that stuff out anyways. We glided serenely right under the ship. The view out the reinforced front windshield was clouded and obscure, but a dark blue. We could just barely make out the hull of the ship. | ||
| + | "Hit it," I ordered. | ||
| − | + | Erick dropped the shield and pulled up just over the deck. The siren started screaming and men began to run towards cover. Rouge and I dropped out and rolled behind cover. I noticed a guard to my left. I tracked him and pulled the trigger. The stream of bullets traveled up his leg catching him in the thigh and then the side. He fell and I took off diving over his body and down the stairs. Matt clicked his comm to tell me he had found an entrance on the bow. Erick took off and began to blow up important pieces on the outside of the ship | |
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| − | Erick dropped the shield and pulled up just over the deck. The siren started screaming and men began to run towards | + | |
I slammed the door open catching a young Korean man no older than 19 in the face knocking him unconcious. I pulled my S-B3 8 gauge shot gun to my shoulder and took out the two men behind him. I ran towards the hangar only stopping to pop off shots at crewmen. I came to the hangar and saw the guards standing there talking. I pulled the pin on a grenade and let it cook off in my hand. I ran out from cover and tossed the grenade at them. It got about to them just before it exploded in their faces killing them instantly. | I slammed the door open catching a young Korean man no older than 19 in the face knocking him unconcious. I pulled my S-B3 8 gauge shot gun to my shoulder and took out the two men behind him. I ran towards the hangar only stopping to pop off shots at crewmen. I came to the hangar and saw the guards standing there talking. I pulled the pin on a grenade and let it cook off in my hand. I ran out from cover and tossed the grenade at them. It got about to them just before it exploded in their faces killing them instantly. | ||
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"So how did you get jumped by a girl." Matt asked | "So how did you get jumped by a girl." Matt asked | ||
| − | "At least I can find a girl without | + | "At least I can find a girl without tripping on her in the dark" I said |
He just grunted and turned as the rest of the squad laughed. It had gone off without a problem. I just hope all our missions go like this. I looked at my squad as they ragged on Matt. Oh well danger and fighting were just part of the Angel family. | He just grunted and turned as the rest of the squad laughed. It had gone off without a problem. I just hope all our missions go like this. I looked at my squad as they ragged on Matt. Oh well danger and fighting were just part of the Angel family. | ||
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"Gently! Gently!" I stressed from the copilot's seat. Matt deftly, if a little shakily, maneuvered the three-legged NF aircraft onto the landing pad. We touched down with a hard bump, but nothing looked damaged.
"Well," Matt said brightly. "Who's up for dinner?"
After a standard debrief with the man in charge of Japan, General Harrison, we were told we had a week's rest before we went out on the next mission.
Me and the crew were relaxing in the 'Reaper's Lounge.'I figured the after-action report had gone well. Now we had 72 hours left of de-stressing before we dove right back in.
This entire part of the base was built specifically for the Reapers. We had our own Officer's quarters, lounge, armory, hangar, motor pool, triage, the works.
Forrest, our head equipment techie, strode down to the lounge, our battle-damaged equipment in tow. He'd nearly had a fit when he'd seen what we'd done to our armor. He also wasn't happy that we hadn't been able to pull Trigger's holotags when we left. His body was still MIA and we were nervous about what Russians would do with it.
"So, any suggestions on the armoring?" Forrest asked, looking like he'd just sucked on a lemon.
Matt winced in sympathy, grinning at the same time.
"The joint plating seems to give first under high stress," I said from my chair. It was hard to look official when you're wrapped in a towel and have ice-cold drinks on hand. "I recommend higher density and larger shoulder, elbow, knee, and waist guards. And a neck plate." Our Scythe armor was a new thing, and there was always room for improvement. "And while you're at it, what kind of new and juicy weapons have you cooked up for us?"
We had two days left of our rest before we had to head out again. I was still contemplating how we were going to blow up two battle ships and cripple and aircraft carrier all while capturing a North Korean Captain in charge of heading up the fleet off the Japanese coast. I looked out at the ocean and then our ship. It was then that I had a stroke of genius.
I walked out to the pad and looked at Forrest under the belly of our assault transport, called a 'Fury' after the mythological creatures in Greek mythology. He and his techies had painted it red and black, and put the Reapers insignia on the doors and the front. It was a skull and cross bones but instead of bones it had scythes. I grabbed his leg and pulled him out.
"Can you make this thing 'water friendly?'" I asked. "I have a few modifications for our bird." I said, handing him a quick schematics sheet that Matt had whipped up.
Forrest glanced at the sheets of paper for a while. "It could be done. We'd have to reinforce virtually all the armor, joints, wings, cockpit... we'd have to remove the missiles. Or you'd have to fire them all before you went under. I'd have to waterproof everything, too. Hmm. Yeah, I could do it."
"No idea what that means, but I take that as a yes." I said as Matt walked up beside me.
"Why do I not like the way this sounds?" He asked.
"Because nothing I do is safe." I replied
"Oh no, those two are at it again." I heard Holly, Jess's temporary replacement, yell across the yard.
"We are all dead." Erick, Triggers replacement called calmly.
"Yeah, Yeah, Now listen up. This is how its going to go." I said
We sat in the newly christened 'Apocalypse.' Holly had dropped out with Siren to hit the other two ships while we took the carrier and the target.
"Hold on." Erick said as he sealed the ship and nose dived into the water. We went through with barely a splash, thanks to Matt and Forest's engineering, but the G's thrust me back and into Matt. He grabbed me by the collar and dragged me upright, where I grabbed a handle. "Smooth." He whispered.
The very latest in counter electronic warfare systems, designed by, you guessed it, Forest and his techies, prevented the enemy systems from pinging us with radar or sonar by absorbing the radio signals instead of letting them bounce back to the source. Underwater, thermal and infrared were virtual no-goes, but thermal insulating in the wall panels cut that stuff out anyways. We glided serenely right under the ship. The view out the reinforced front windshield was clouded and obscure, but a dark blue. We could just barely make out the hull of the ship.
"Hit it," I ordered.
Erick dropped the shield and pulled up just over the deck. The siren started screaming and men began to run towards cover. Rouge and I dropped out and rolled behind cover. I noticed a guard to my left. I tracked him and pulled the trigger. The stream of bullets traveled up his leg catching him in the thigh and then the side. He fell and I took off diving over his body and down the stairs. Matt clicked his comm to tell me he had found an entrance on the bow. Erick took off and began to blow up important pieces on the outside of the ship
I slammed the door open catching a young Korean man no older than 19 in the face knocking him unconcious. I pulled my S-B3 8 gauge shot gun to my shoulder and took out the two men behind him. I ran towards the hangar only stopping to pop off shots at crewmen. I came to the hangar and saw the guards standing there talking. I pulled the pin on a grenade and let it cook off in my hand. I ran out from cover and tossed the grenade at them. It got about to them just before it exploded in their faces killing them instantly.
I went in and put a bar in front of the door to keep out visitors. I slung my shotgun over my shoulder and pulled out my side arm and a pack of C4. I sysematically strapped emposives to planes and supports. I was on my way to strap up the elevator when the ship rocked. I landed on a young engineer and dropped my pistol. I wrested the other man, oops it was a woman, womans gun out of her hand and threw her into the side of a plane. I heard several cracks and decided she was down. Matt would have a field day if he knew a woman got the jump on me. I set up the last of my demo and checked on my team.
"Report." "Snow and I have taken down one ship and are boarding the other." Siren said "I have blown the shit out of everything vitally important. Its getting hot. Pulling out until extraction." Big Dog reported "I met some nice guards but I have a charge on the hull and some on the engines." Rouge
"Rouge meet me at point 3 and we can move on the target." I said before closing the comm.
Rouge and me were walking down a hallway when shots pinged off the wall and my armor. Matt slid around behind the door frame we had just come through but my only choice was to throw myself to the floor. My armor brushed off most of the shots but three lodged in my left shoulder and upper arm rendering it almost useless. I fired until my ammo ran out. Matt continued the cover fire with his SMG. I used the break to get back into the room we had just come through. I noticed the door to my right open up and had no time to reload.
I sprinted to the 3 suprised men. I slammed my foot into ones knee breaking it and spun slaming my elbow into anothers chest knocking his breath out. He bent over and I kneed him in the face breaking his nose. I deflected the last ones wrist as he tried to stick me. I grabbed his head and slammed it into the wall breaking his skull. The one with the broken knee brought his M20 up but I grabbed the barrel I slammed the stock into his stomach. I flicked out the new knife that Forrest had put in my guantlet and buried it in his sternum. He fell to the ground and I closed the door and broke the opening mechanism.
Matt had finished up his fight and threw me a Stim needle. "Next time you go first" I said as I injected it through the port in my back and got better control of my arm. We took the back stairs to the room where the target was being held and dispatched the guards. He took up position on one side of the door and I the other. On the count of three we tossed pulse grenades in the open door. I counted to five and heard a snap and a flash.
The grenades sent out a electronic field in the form of a pulse. It took out all electronics for a short time and the only thing protecting us was the bulkhead. We ran in and fired a few shots in the dark room killing all the extra people in the room. The target was no where to be seen and I swiveled around crazily to find her. I heard a crash and looked to my right as the lights came back on. Matt had tripped on the target and now sat on top of her holding her arm so that her sidearm was aimed at the wall. "Found her" He said. We tied her hands behind her back and escorted her to the deck. The trip was uneventful and we were extracted without a problem. I looked back and pushed the button on the detonater. Fire blossomed from the side of the ship and the deck imploded into the hangar as the planes blew up. "Woa those are some fireworks." Matt said
"Lets pick up the girls and get outta dodge." I told Erick as he flew towards two crippled battle ships. We found the two swimming not far from the hole in the side of the one that hadn't completley sunk. I pulled Holly up and we strapped ourselves in. "Good work squad." I said
"So how did you get jumped by a girl." Matt asked
"At least I can find a girl without tripping on her in the dark" I said
He just grunted and turned as the rest of the squad laughed. It had gone off without a problem. I just hope all our missions go like this. I looked at my squad as they ragged on Matt. Oh well danger and fighting were just part of the Angel family.
