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"Go two blocks South then head East you'll run right into them. But be ready they are a little skeptical of outsiders. Good luck just don't say your a friend of mine to Sylvia, or she'll shot you for sure. Ex-es can be that way."
"Good to go. If you need something in the future, squawk callsign Leadrain."
:Nick followed his instructions to the HQ, and observed the sight through his ACOG. He found a radio freq exposed.:
"American HQ, allsign unknown, this is SB-50 callsign Leadrain, requestiing persmission to enter HQ."
Even in the dark Jake took his time he knew that the enemy also had night vision. He slowly opened a door from the work area into the main portion of the tunnel, because he had recced the area before enemy troops were there he had removed or destroied all the back-up lighting, it was pitch black to the naked eye. He could see the small seven man patrol moveing in a covering pattern towards the explosion. Hunting people is the same as hunting game start at the back and work your way up to the leader Jake thought to himself. He ducked down inbetween an abbandond car and the tunnel wall and waited and counted, as soon as number seven went past he made his move, clamping a hand over the soldiers mouth, he simotaniously rammed his knife at an upward angle just above his collar and below the helmet the knife periced his spine at the base of his skull and traveled upward doing considerable dammage to the cerribellume, death was almost instant. He slowly laied the body down holding the other mans gun so that their was no sound. Number six was now the next to go moveing up on him he started to turn at the last second, I must be loseing my touch Jake thought, oh well stabbing him in the side of the neck severing his corroted artery and then pulling the knife out the front it sevored his wind pipe allowing him to only make gurggaling sounds as he died. It was still quiet enough that the others in his squad didn't know what was hitting them. The other five went down in a simalar fashon.
"Leadrain this is E1 Wells the tunnel enterance is secure I am going ahead to secure the other end bring up support to hold over."
Jake looked at the bodies, humph Jack the Ripper would be proud of that little mess he thought.
(Is this dead, or what? This was a great idea, too.)
((I hope not I was just getting into it.))
((Must do what my rank says i do))
"Ok, we need to do somthing, I cant take this anymore. He needs to hurry up." John said "Marine, whats your objective?"
(Where is he? Was that a reply to me?)
:Nick dials up the camp again.:
"Repeat American HQ, callsign unknown, this is SB-50 callsign Leadrain, requestiing persmission to enter HQ."
(no, mandal's a marine as well,)
"Im going to the HQ." When John stepped into the HQ all he found was chaos. He heard a radio, and he picked up "Callsign Leadrain, this is Major John Lorenzo. I am unsure if im the ranking officer. I'll get back to you on permission." John found that officialy he was the ranking officer for now. "Callsign Leadrain, you have permission to enter." He said.
"Good to go sir. Notify gate gaurd one Marine entering."
:Nick pooled his gear, and walked to the fron gate. Shoving his way through, letting his rocker talk to the lance corporals gaurding, he strode up to Captain Lorenzo and, stifling his salute in the war zone, greeted him:
"Good Day, sir. Staff Sagreant Nicolas Borelli reporting as ordered, sir."
"Leadrain this is E1 Jake tunnel is clear but need support to hold before the enemy can regroup and counter. Bring HMG and probably 2 squads, if you can swing it a tank would be nice."
Jake said into the raido hopeing that Nick or John might here.
"Private, this is SSgt Borelli, callsign Leadrain. I'm a scout sniper, not an artillery sargeant. A tank, a vehicle, anything beyond my gear and my spotter is a little beyond me. I can bring several hundred rounds of fifty, and call in airstrikes if needed. Call the captain if you need more than that."
:Nick took one of the rooftops near Jake's position, his spotter, LCpl Zack Frietag, calling windages and distance. The enemy began to fall, about one per second, uner the deadly lead rain from SSgt Borelli's rifle, as the salty old NCO spread hate and discotent umong his enemies. Those that didn't die immediately began taking cover behind vehicles and concrete jersey walls. The ones behind the concrete were the lucky ones. Not one of those vehicles would stand against the Barret's mighty hail of d00m.:
Hearing the shooting close and listing to the call back from Leadrain he thought to himself, Marines the sound of $hi* hitting the fan. OK, well they are takeing cover I'll use this time to do a little trick I heard about in Vietnam, Jake took all of his remaining claymores and positioned them around the Jersey side of the tunnel and pointed some in to the tunnel from the toll booths. That way if the ones pointed out went off if they took cover from the explosions inside then the ones behind would go off trapping them in the crossfire.
"Thanks for the cover, permission to fall back to base and re-arm." Jake said into the raido.
"Callsign Leadrain, theres a civvie out there, disarming some traps. If you can talk to him ask if its clear for me to lead some soldiers out."
Running as fast as he could he heard the claymores go off, well they tried to follow.
Hearing John on the radio Jake paused.
"John get the #ell down here now the enemy is trying to push through the sniper is slowing them but they are trying to advance on my position."
"Rike, get you men over here. We need to reinforce the tunnel." John started to run twoard the truck.
"Load up in the truck over there." He got in and started the engine.
"You don't need my persmission, I'm not attached to this command. I just like spreadin g my hate and discontent."
:He put a round through the engine block of one of the tanks, and it exploded fantastically. He'd already taken out the air support, and it wasn't likely they'd send jets to take out one sniper.:
(Dude, you should use peanut butter bambs. Peanut oil + gasonline in an airtight container makes a handheld fuel-air explosive.)
Seeing a tank go up in flames Jake halted his own withdrawl and went on the offensive again running up to the burning tank he climbed up to the top and shot one of the survivors as they tried to climb out, he then manned the 50cal on the roof of the burning tank. Between himself and Leadrain they shold be able to slow or stop an advance for the time.
(Time to mix it up a bit)
Name: Matsumoto Shinomori
Allegince: Unkown
Occupation: Counter-Sniper, SpecOps
Rank: Master Chief Petty Oficer
Weapons: Drogunov 7.62mm Sniper Rifle, SKS 7.62mm silenced assault rifle, Browning Hi-Power 9mm pistol
:Shinomori took aim at the M2 .50cal that had just been manned by an american soldier, his sworn enemy. He fired, and the round missed it's target by only a few inches, ricocheting off the weapon itself. He lined up for another shot.:
:Nick saw the massive muzzle flash from the Drogunov, a weapon he was all to familiar with. He split his crosshairs against the scope of his enemy's weapon, fired, destoryed the optics. HE couldn't tell if his enemy was dead, though:
That name sounds very familiar....
(I know ive heard that before, just not where I did....)
(I don't know either. Probably some anime somewhere. \
Who cares? We have an enemy now!)
:Shinomori watched his scope shatter, felt the hot shards spray over him, could feel the blood flowing on his face. He brought out his secondary scope, attached it quickly, and took a shot at t
(mandal has lost interest. so im gona post as his ppls 4 a bit)
(M)
Rike and his men climbed into the truck. they were ready to go.
(Adeptus)
John drived off through the tunnel, when they got to the positon, one of Rike's marines poked his head out from the back of the truk. A gun shot split the air and the marine fell back
(M)
Rike saw the corpral's head snap back, and the man collapsed "SNIPER!!!" a private yelled
(A)
John slamed the wheel right, he stopped the truck, and ran out, half ducking, staying under cover. He slamed into a wall (think GoW) and looked around the corner. There were twenty men, advancing slowly, and by the looks of their uniforms... they werent american.
(M)
Rike and his men ran out of the back of the truck, right into the feild of fire of the enemy reinforcements. The reinforcements opend fire, cutting down two of Rikes men, and the rest (rike, and a sgt) made it to cover. Rike peeked over car they were hiding behind, and saw John looking aorund the wall.
:Nick tracked all of this through his scope. He heard another shot from the enemy sniper go by, his enemy apparently unaware of his exact location. He would have to eliminate the counter sniper before protecting the infantry below him. He lined up on his enemy, clearly aiming at him, his crosshairs bisecting the mans face perfectly. He waited until his enemy saw him, and fired.:
:Shinomori saw teh muzzle flash, and momentarily felt victorious. He now knew where his enemy was. Then he noticed where his enmies rifle was aimed. Towards him. He had no where to go as SSgt Borelli's bullet finished it's 1500m 8 second flight time, makinf pulp of the countersniper.:
(A) John leaned around the wall, and opend fire, three of them fell the rest took cover, Rike and his man opendfire as well, the tracers streaking forward.
(M) Rike heard the small mettalic clink, and his blood ran cold, he felt sick, as he looked down, and saw, in perfect clarity, a small oval like object. He told the private to run, and kicked the grenade. The grenade hit the botom of the car, and bounced back down. The grenade wont wait much longer he thought, and he could only hope the private had reached cover. He opend fire again.
:Nick took aim on one of the enemies below him, the one that had just thrown the grenade about to explode under the car. He shot one of the WP grenades still strapped to the enemy soldiers chest, his target and the five Charlies around him going down in a wash of burning White Phosphorous.:
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