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Re: Post Apocalyptic RP Restart

Post by Guest on January 15th 2013, 01:48

Unstable Foundations

Alex and the Swiss army soldiers continued to move among the German invaders, rallying several fighting men to their cause. With ease, they cleared out a good portion of invaders. It was only a matter of time before more came, however.

"Where to?" Alex asked one of the men.

"word on the street is there are a group of men evacuating civilians in Panzers at Town Square, we should make our way there and see what we can do to assist." An ex-marine Matt Sullivan said.

"very good. We will escort you there, then help with the evacuation."

They now moved along the fields, and the men stopped for a break. They had a lot of women and children with them, so they needed a moment to catch their breath and replenish themselves. Alex looked off in the fields. He could not shake the odd feeling he had. It was like the one he had just before saving Anelie from the sniper. He knew there was something there, yet, he couldn't see...

...He then heard something. It was faint, but he heard it.
"Tavish, come with me. something doesn't seem right. The rest of you, keep guard."

The two moved slowly along, and Alex was trying to find the source of the sound. It soon began more noticeable (Tavish couldn't hear a thing, and he silently suggested to himself Alex might be a touch crazy) and he moved closer. He then heard clearly: A girl sobbing.

"Corporal. Electromagnetic signature right in front of you." Tavish said, waving the device towards Alex. Alex grabbed the prototype Gersch device made in the labs of the Neu Wehrmacht, and tossed it on the ground. It made a purple hue, then revealed a full sized Jet in front of him. He backed away, shocked at the size of it. He wasn't expecting a whole jet. The cockpit opened, and there was indeed a girl sitting there, and she looked shocked. She was quite pretty, with well kept blonde hair and sun-kissed skin. There was something about her though...

...Black eyes. Alex fell backwards in horror as she stepped out, and she towered above both him and Tavish. He aimed his gun at her.

"By the gods! They're real!" He said. Alex stood up, and looked into her black eyes. He could feel a lot of sadness coming from them.

"Stand down, Tavish, I doubt she's a threat."

"What makes ye say that?"

"If she was, we would probably be dead already."


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Post by Agent Dawn on January 15th 2013, 02:52

Chapter Twelve: The Beginning of the End
Character: Alana Groombridge
Setting: New York Coast.
Date: October 23nd, 2181

I stared my tear filled eyes onto the Earthborns in front of me. These were the beings the Federation was hell bent on killing. The thought only brought more tears to her eyes, but she had to regain control.

They stood in awe and fear of her, which she could understand. She was a monster among men but she would have to do something.

"Stand down, Tavish, I doubt she's a threat."

"What makes ye say that?"

"If she was, we would probably be dead already." The head man said to his followers.

I could find no words t o say to them, only a way of understanding. She slung her backpack to her front slowly as the Earthborns trained their weapons on me. Yet again the head man had them lower their weapons. I pulled out a datapad with all I knew on the reclamation project and handed it out to the head man. 9HE had blonde hair and brown eyes... My it's been a while since I've seen anything but blackness. I felt safe for some reason, even in my diminished state.

The man took the datapad and observed it's contents. I soon no longer flt like my legs to bear her weight any longer. I sank to the ground and covered my face with my hands as tears ran through them.

The man's expression turned to horror as he grasped the meaning behind the data.

"I came here to help you and they came to kill you."I said to the surprise of the rest of the men. I could tell they expected something different from an "alien."

The man set down the datapad and did something she would have never expected. He went up to her and held me as I continued to sob.

"I only wanted to help..." I trailed off until silence eventually overcame the scene.

The question was what's next?

I felt like any number if things could happen, hell I could be killed right here and now. Yet I didn't think that was going to happen. It was something about the embrace that stunned me...

I felt real.

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Post by Guest on January 15th 2013, 13:24

Odd

Alex's mind raced. Dr. Clarke. Element 115. It all made sense now. The super weapon the KGB wanted to create... It was Nova 6. These martians wished to kill everyone with it.

Easy Alex, easy... One problem at a time. He told himself to calm down.

"Alright everyone, lets keep moving to Town Square." He said.

"Alex..." Tom said to him in a low tone, "The martian girl, can we trust her?"

Alex turned to her, and smiled.

"With my life. We are not so different, we are all human in the end. Different place, but same people." Tom looked at her puzzled, but then nodded at her and continued the trek.

The girl... There was something about her. It's as if... he knew her?

Impossible. She's from Mars for gods sake.

Yet, he couldn't shake it. There was something about looking into her eyes that caused him to feel... happy? It made no sense.


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Post by Guest on January 15th 2013, 13:41

Chapter 9: The Day We Feared part 3 continued
Character: Leon Zhirov
Setting: Time Square, New York
October 23, 2181

Leon and the PMC solider were pushing forward but at a painful pace. The Germans were really dug in and were tough to root out, but it won't be long before the AA gun is taking out.

"Leon, Its Tom my ships ready to go, should i go ahead and have people load up the Kodaik?"

"Yes, but have the volunteers start loading up the weapons and ammo we found also we will needed later."

"Understood, also we have a group of civilians and armed guards heading for us, and they don't appear german."
"Okay, send a drone squad out to lead them here then get ready to take off we are almost done."

Leon could see the AA battery and he and his fellow soldiers pushed forward.

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Post by Agent Dawn on January 15th 2013, 14:56

Chapter Thirteen: Unprecedented Alliance
Character: Alana Groombridge
Setting: New York Coast.
Date: October 23nd, 2181

"The martian girl, can we trust her?"

The head man turned to me, and smiled.

"With my life. We are not so different, we are all human in the end. Different place, but same people." The particular soldier looked at me puzzled, but then nodded at me and continued the trek.

As the other soldiers continued their walk towards the "Time Square" I stood up and did only what I could at that time.

"Thank you." I said a paused for a few moments while trying to find the right words.

"I wouldn't have blamed you if you just shot me... But I thank you."

The man replied quickly, "I am a good judge of character. I can tell you're telling the truth."

He looked off into the distance where his troops were heading and looked back, "Now we're going to go help the resistance. If you want to help out now's your chance."

The thought bounced around her mind but she already knew her answer, "I will."


I jumped back into the cockpit of the Jet, all of the systems were down because of the EMP still. I couldn't help but throw a glance the man's way.

"Yeah sorry about that. You can't be too careful these days." He said, knowing what I meant.

From the cockpit I grabbed Emergency firearms from under the seat. This included a assault rifle and a sniper rifle and ample ammunition. They were still compressed to save room. The man raised his eyebrow at the sight.

To be fair it did look like a box after until it was fully extended. I picked the sniper rifle and put the other in my backpack. I pressed a button which started the process of extension. In my hand he gun extended outwards and then had a shape of a gun, scope and all.

The man looked impressed for a few moments then motioned towards the troops, "After you." he said. I started walking in the direction he pointed.

We started walking and from behind he said, "My name's Alex, by the way."

"I'm Alana" I said back. For some reason I felt happy doing what I'm doing. I had no idea what I was going to do, but hopefully it would be enough to avert the tragedy that is upon us.


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Our knowledge has made us cynical,
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We think too much and feel too little.
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Post by Guest on January 15th 2013, 17:46

Demon!

Alana... pretty name...

As they neared town square, they started to encounter German troops. It was actually a tactical move, since this now meant they were being attacked from the fortifications in the front, as well as them in the back. They started to retreat when they realized this, and when they saw Alana.

[DEMON!] Alex could hear them scream, and he laughed as they tried to flee. Alex noticed she didn't talk very much, she must be one of those deep thinking types.

So she truly is human.. he chuckled.

After they found an opening in the firefight, he and the others moved through and made it to the Panzer.

"Who is in charge here?" Alex asked, before sniping another unsuspecting german.
A man approached him, and they shook hands.

"Leon Zhirov" He said.

"Corporal Alex Wartohn with the Neu Wehrmacht separatists. I am German, as my accent gives away, but mind you I'm not one of the Metal Militia. I heard from Tom Sullivan here you're escorting away civilians. Any kind of assistance you might need myself and the Swiss commando's would be more than happy to help."

He noticed the others staring at Alana.

"She's friendly, don't worry."

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Post by Guest on January 15th 2013, 18:58

Chapter 9: The Day We Feared part 4
Character: Leon Zhirov
Setting: Time Square, New York
October 23, 2181

They were so close to the AA battery. Not more then a few Germans were left.

"Come on, we got people to save." said Leon as he and the rest of the attack rushed the guns. Leon carefully placed each shot quickly and with few bullets. He was running low and needed to conserve. They soon captured the AA gun, but it wouldn't be long before reinforcements arrive.

"Alright, set the charges keep a eye out for anymore germans that might pop up."\

"Leon, a group of civilians and a armed force have just arrived they are calling themselves the Neu Wehrmacht separatists and they want to help us. Their leader is Corporal Alex Wartohn and he his german, also they some brought some girl that very tall and with black eyes."

Leon pondered this new information, what did Neu Wehrmacht mean, who's this germans, and whats this a bout a black eyed girl?

"Sir, charges are set but we got a very large german force on their way!"

"Fall back to the base and blow the gun when were clear" shouted Leon

Leon and the rest of the force started running back as fast as they could. As soon as he was clear, Leon turned away and flipped the switch and watch the AA gun blow up with a impressive explosion.

Leon smiled but he had a new issue to deal with.

"Tom, this Leon the AA gun is down take Tacitus out to Williamsburg but tell our new german friend to place his force on walls and to meet me in the command room with his black eyed friend."
"Understood" replied Tom

Leon was grateful for the help, but he needed answers and the only german willing to talk was the one back at the base.


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Post by Rocknbaseball on January 15th 2013, 19:19

Chapter 6: Time of Need
Character: John Remedio
Location: Near Williamsburg
Date: October 23, 2181

"Look, there, a town." Johnson sounded enthusiastic.

"Finally, I can't walk anymore with this pain" said Linda stretching her legs. John observed the town. There had been a sign earlier that said "Williamsburg 1 mile" although John didn't actually think there would be anything. The town was strongly barricaded and by the looks of it they were not going to let just anyone in.

"Alright everybody holster your weapon, we don't want to be seen as hostiles" John ordered. He saw there were a couple of gaurds in front. "Let me do the talking."

They began heading towards the town. When the gaurds saw them they approached them. "What is your business here?" asked one of them seeing that we were not hostiles.

"We need a place to stay, and food. We don't have anything." John told the gaurds.

"We'll escort you to the mayor, he'll decide what to do."

John and the others walked with the gaurds as they were escorted inside. Behind the fortified walls they found the town roaring with life. Kids running around playing tag, a couple of men drinking beer and cracking jokes. "This must be how life was before the war" John thought.

They came up to an office building that looked very old. They walked in and found a man that looked about 60 years old with a pure white beard. The man may be old but he looked like he's seen a lot of things, things some people couldn't handle.

"Ah, and what have we here, outsiders?" the man studied them carefully.

"They were outside requesting help, they need food."

"Well what are you waiting for, give them something to eat" the major looked astounded that the gaurd wouldnt have done that already.

He looked at John. "I suppose you are the leader."

John looked surprised. "How did you know?"

"Ah, its a skill you get over the years. When you get attacked by all these bandits you learn how to tell a leader from a common soldier, and you have the makings of a leader. So what is your name?"

"John, John Remedio." At this point a man came in with food for the four of them. It was steak with rice. John very much loved rice.

"Thank you for your hospitality mayor."

"You are more than welcomed to stay, we have room since the departure of a fellow friend."

John then started hearing comotion outside. "Whats going on?" John asked.

"I don't know, lets go and find out shall we." The mayor stood up and walked outside while John and the rest followed.

Outside there was a crowd forming up around some kind of hovercraft. There were people being unloaded from it. John asked the nearest person. "Whats going on?"

"Havent you heard, there's been an attack in New York, by the germans. Those are civilians from the city."

John didn't believe what he heard. He had been living in a land with no government for so long it didn't occur to him it was possible that there was still a country with a powerful army.

He approached a man that had come out of the hovercraft.

"Are you headed back?" John asked him.

The man looked at him puzzled. "No."

"Well you are now we wanna help."

"Sorry man, it was a one way trip." The man started leaving.

"Wait. Look there are problaby still civilians that need help and I want to do it."

The man thought for a second. "Ok. We could use all the help we can get. But let me warn you these arent no bandits. These are trained German soldiers."

"I don't care, lets go." John looked to the others. Linda approached him.

"Are you sure about this?"

"Yes, lets do it."

The man turned around before getting in the plane and looked at John. "The names Daniel." He hold out his hand.

"John" replied John as he shook his hand.

Then a mysterious voice interupted. "Im going to."

John was looking at a man about 7 ft tall wearing full heavy armor and a helmet. He was covered in blood. He was also carrying some kind of chain gun. The man struck him odd, very odd. He was the biggest man he's ever seen.

Daniel looked at him. "Are you sure?"

"If there are innocent people at risk I will do anything to save them" the mysterious man replied.

Daniel agreed. "Good, the more the better."

//Leo,(blue shift is his username) sorry for the change of plan but change your post accordingly so it can make sense//

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Post by Guest on January 15th 2013, 21:10

^ Hmm, change of plan indeed. Well I am flexible.
Chapter 5: Echoes of the Past
Character: Grimmsidor Halifax
Location: Aircraft Orca.
Date: October 23, 2181

<A.I. SECOND memory extraction....completed. Memory found. Now playing.>


The walk was long and mostly uneventful. The small girl, who's name I found out is Sofia, is a quiet one.

I have wrapped her in a small blanket and have cradled her in the crook of my arm or she would walk next to me holding on to one of my satchel straps.

When she would get scared she tap on my thigh and ask if I could carry her. She doesn't weigh much, its just the added responsibility that tugs on my mind.

I just had to get this girl to some where safe. That was priority one. I would, no I will pay to find this child a good home.

The first friendly settlement I find, I'll find her a caretaker. Hopefully the Followers of Peace, have an operating station around here. They will surely take her in.

With Sofia asleep in my arms I ask why they keep on speaking. They laugh at my emotions, at my attachment to this girl.

The whispers laugh and jeer in my mind. When did they arrive, when will they finally leave me alone.

Sofia stirs in my arms. The sound of her scared groans sounding impossibly in the near silence of the wastes. Almost as if she can sense my internal struggle.

After a few hours of walking, we finally near Williamsburg. Looks like a firefight has happened near here. We pass massive craters and trees that have bullet holes in their trunks.

As we draw closer to the settlement we see massive walls and from what we could see, they stretched around the better part of the community.

Sofia awoke with a start and said "Dad!" in her tired stupor. She looked around as if looking for someone. I figures she did not find who she wanted because she started to break out in tears.

Wiping tears from her eyes she looked at me. She then proceeded to wrap her arms around the bicep of arm. Even though she was hugging only metal, she seemed comforted by my presence.

I looked at her and cooed, "Sofia, its going to be alright. Don't worry you'll be safe as long a I am with you."

Once again she looked at me with a heart wrenching stare, "I maybe safe, but what about mom and dad?"

My heart froze, I remembered what the Bandit said about the other prisoners out lived their usefulness.

I pause, looking for words that may console this poor soul.

"Sofia I am sorry, but it seems your mom and dad... I struggle to find the correct words. I haven't had a such a intimate discussion with a child before. ..." have gone to a better place. You will see them one day though, don't you worry."

That promised echoes the one I made so long ago, on the graves of my family.

She started to tear up again. I fumble around in one of my satchels and dig out a small amulet and a small length of sturdy string.

The amulet held my code of arms. A small cog with a skull half covered in metal.

I give the amulet to her, "Take this Sofia, when you need help or are in trouble touch the skull in the middle and say Halifax. I will find you."

The child flips the amulet around in the hands, almost deep in thought. Then her eyes light up with apprehension, "Thank you, now I will never be alone again." she says through a bright smile.

I chuckle and continue walking towards Williamsburg wary of what we may find.

The whispers they continue...

<EXTRACTED MEMORY ENDED>

I find myself once again inside of the aircraft, which SECOND displayed as Orca. The interior of the ship was highlighted in green, thanks to SECOND for classifying it as friendly.

Grimmsidor turned to the man that introduced himself as John Remedio. That name, it sounded so familiar. Could it be, he thought.

Small red print started appearing on his visor, saying that SECOND is riffling through his memories, trying to match the man presented before him.

The man had dark colored hair, sharp features, was wearing prewar army BDU and a ballistic vest (presumably scavanged.) These features seemed so familiar. When an alert appeared on his HUD.

SECOND found an early memory, one so old Grimmsidor forgot he even had such a memory. It was a still of a middle-aged man. The face sharing features with John's.

When it finally hit him.

John was high-lighted in a friendly green and it suddenly turned a blood red.

Grimmsidor rushed John and grabbed him by the throat. He lifted him off the bench he was sitting on.

"I know you. And know what you have done. You inherit the sins of your family."

John had a dumbfounded look on his face. Clearly he did not know what was going on.

"What do you mean sins?" he gasped, my grip tightening oh so slightly.

"Your grandfather told you to find the "Technomancers"?

John shook his head in agreement. "Yes, a short time before he died."

I release my grip and let the gasping man get his breath back.

"That old fool, sent you on a fools errand. The Technomancers he knew... no longer exist. I am all that is left of that guild." I glare at the young man. "So I see he called in the favor? Well what did he need me for?"

//David, come through. Make sense of this.//

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Post by iFreebird on January 15th 2013, 22:59

Many hours have passed since Hotep jumped off the ship. The eye of Rutherford had been sunk by the German battle ship. The surviving crew numbered between 60 and 75 crew members Donald didn't get a exact count. Most of the crew were veterans of war an had similar armor to Donald's.

The crew men had fought through the German lines and started to make a FOB stetting up in a old building.

Elizabeth was still alive and was helping Donald lead the men. She unrolled a map of New York that she got from the ship before it sank.

" Ok we are here " she pointed to the map. " The german forces are here here and all over here. some scouts say there is other forces fighting the germans all over the water front."

" We need to find a way to get back home"

" is that what you really want to do go back to Rutherford"

" We arn't having this conversation now we have more shit to be worried about"

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Post by Goldenbudda21 on January 16th 2013, 00:46

Chapter 14: Death Approaches
Character: Darius Ashry
Setting: German Flagship
Date: October 23, 2181

Darius eyeballed the engineer like he was a choice cut of meat. The engineer stooped, opened a blueprint map and looked up at a pipe that seemed to be leaking. The engineer stood there scratching his head. Darius crept up behind him, then he reached his hand around his head and pinched his nose and covered his mouth. The engineer struggles but the Egyptian was so strong, so rigid, that the man had no choice but to pass out. Darius slowly laid him onto to cool metal floor. "Thank you. For your innocence, I give thee a painless death." He pulled out his dagger and slowly pulled it over the engineers throat. Blood poured from the wound but the man never even twitched. Slowly, the engineer slipped off into the next life as peacefully as he came. "May you be welcomed into the next life as much as this one."

Darius opened the map. It showed he has four decks before reaching the main deck then there was a flight of stairs that led to the control room. He rolled the map back up and placed it in the waistband of his khakis. With a dagger in hand he raced to the first set of stairs.

He came to the stairs and ran up them. He jumped into a hallway to avoid a German sailor passing by. Acting quickly he lept up and grabbed a large pipe that ran the celing of the hall. He hung upside down holding by his wrapped arms and legs. Moving slowly and soundlessly, he worked his way down another hall and turned another corner. Multiple sailors passed under him but he avoided them and kept inching along. He turned on last corner and came to the back of the next stairs but a guard stood at the bottom. He dripped down and slid behind the stair case. He could see the sailor standing there through the gaps of the steps. He opened a small latch at the end of his dagger hilt and pulled out a three in bronze needle. He reached through the gap and shoved the needle up through the bottom of the sailors skull into his brain. The man passed immediately. Darius grabbed his body and slipped it into a nearby bathroom and turned the sign to locked.

He moved up the stairs and through the third deck with ease. No sailors, not a single human. This worried Darius for a moment until he realized.that this was the mess hall deck. And it was early morning, breakfast wasn't ready yet. He found the last set that led up to the top deck. He could see the early morning light shinning into the opening. He went up and peered around the deck. It was full of sailors rushing to stations as they continued their ongoing siege.

He waited for a sailor to walk by, Darius grabbed the man's leg and pulled him down the stairs. Darius grabbed his head and slammed it onto the metal step knocking him out. Darius removed his uniform and placed it on himself. He then took his blade, placed it on the back of the sailors neck and pressed hard. The blade slipped through his vertebrae and severed the sailors spinal cord. The man didn't die immediately but his body began to convulse as his brain shut down and Darius could tell the man died when his eyes turned red signaling the extreme bleeding in the sailors brain. Darius put the body of the sailor and tucked it behind a large pipe that ran vertically down the side if the wall.

Darius then casually strolled onto the top deck and over to the stairs and up into the control room and took a seat in an empty leather chair facing a tv screen that showed an image of the smoldering New York remnants. He realized Niklas Hitler was not in the room, but he had to be on the ship. So he sat, waiting for Niklas' return or to find out where he was at on the ship.


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Post by Rocknbaseball on January 16th 2013, 01:16

Chapter 7: Unexpected surprise
Character: John Remedio
Location: Aboard the panzer headed to Times Square
Date: October 23, 2181

So this man was part of the legendary guild his grandfather talked about. He couldnt believe his luck in running into him.

"He told me we can help each other" John told Grimmsidor.

"What makes you think I need your help?" John could not tell the expression on his face, for it was covered by a helmet. John thought for a moment.

"Well, I guess the old man thought we could take care of each other" John said trying to think why exactly his grandfather wanted him to find him. A thought arose to John's mind. Maybe that was it, he thought that we could help each other and bring back the Liberators, or something better.

Grimmsidor observed John carefully, as if he was building some kind of data base on him. "Take care of each other? What happened that the old man would even tell you to look for me?" Grimmsidor questioned.

"The Liberators, its gone, destroyed." John remembers the painful event where he failed them all.

"Ah, yes the Liberators" Grimmsidor thought about it.

John then saw the resemblence of Grimmsidor to the stories his grandfather told him. How they were big fierce soldiers. "The toughest men you'll ever see" as David put it. John wanted to confirm his grandfathers stories were true. So he asked Grimmsidor.

"What happened between you and my Grandfather?"

Grimmsidor looked at him, then stared of to the outside, as he remembers the event of that time...

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Chapter 10: New Developments
Character: Leon Zhirov
Setting: Time Square, New York
October 23, 2181

Leon's mind was racing, what is going on here? Germans first attack New York and now and now a German and 7 foot tall human with pure black eyes pop up want to help. This world was crazy but it just got crazier. Leon made sure he had his revolver in his holster just in case.

Leon walked into the command room and saw a young man almost his age with blonde hair and brown eyes and he saw the women everyone was talking about. She was rather tall and her eyes were black. Leon felt a chill crawl down his back. The young man was looking at the map in the middle of the room and the girl was sitting by herself and she seemed deep in thought.

Leon cleared his throat before speaking "My name is Leon Zhirov welcome to Times Square."
"I'm Alex Wartohn of the Neu Wehrmacht" said the young man

"I see" Leon said mulling the thought over "tell me if your german, they why are you here helping us?" Leon asked

"I am not one of of Niklas Hitlers pawns. He is the dictator of Germany, and life there is terrible. You think you have it bad here, try living with a set of eyes behind your head, and ready to die at a moments notice." said Alex with a little irritation

Leon could tell he hit a nerve. Still needed he need know what was going on. He needed to know was going on.

"Well, could you possible tell me who this young lady with soulless black eyes then?" Leon asked.

That must have hit a nerve because Alex looked mad "Watch your tounge. This girl is Alana and she probably saved humanity" he said Alex

What was this about saving humanity. Leon was confused but he couldn't just let that go.

"Tread lightly, Alex i won't think twice about putting you on your ass."

The room got tense after that as both men stared each other down. Leon watched him making sure Alex wasn't going for a sidearm. After a few moments Leon asked his final question.

"Why are you here?" Leon said still glaring at him
"I was here to capture someone, though that plan went astray when the Germans invaded." said Alex

Leon took a few moments and took it all in. He believed them.

"Alright" said Leon "i believe you, it won't be long before the germans attack this base with a very large force, Alex ,can you have you men help man the walls and load the Panzer."

Alex nodded, "Good" Leon continued "I'll need your help in the command post to coordinated the teams" Leon then turned to Alana "If you don't mind me asking but what can you offer" Leon said with a eyebrow cocked

Alana pulled out what looked like a box but soon it turned into a sniper rifle like thing.

"Well, now thats new" said Leon "Lets see how well you do on the wall."

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Post by Agent Dawn on January 16th 2013, 14:55

Chapter Fourteen: The Resistance
Character: Alan Grommbridge
Setting: Time Square, New York
Date: October 23, 2181

"If you don't mind me asking but what can you offer" The Leon asked cocking up an eyebrow.

Without a word I pulled out my gun and activated it, letting it show it's true size and purpose.

"Well, now thats new" Said the Leon, "Lets see how well you do on the wall."

I did not know where he was speaking of but I followed a man who was summuned to the base. As we walked closer and closer, the sounds and vibrations grew larger and louder.

As expected she did gain many looks from the earybrons that were on their way to the same destination.

Hell...

The landscape displayed only absolute destruction. Buildings were burning, civilians were running, and bulets were flying all around them. It was chaos and that was something I'd never been through before.

The screams of the wound and living blurred and became indistinguishable from one another. I saw a man completly disappear in a fiery explosion while another was tossed into the air without any limbs with him.

I been to panic...

I thought of you Allen, what you would do, and that brought me the srength I needed. I'm not dying here today.

In a cluster of buildings near "The Wall" I ran up one of the tallest and the scene up there was even more gruesome than on the ground. You could see the uncountable amounts of ship dotting the ocean firing upon every postion they could. I looked into the scope of my weapon to the tinnier dots in front of the giant ships. They were transports and they were as numerous as the ships they came from.

How were they going to win this? The only way they could do so is if...

Wait...

My Jet, I wonder if it's working now. I pulled out a pad out of her backpack, it was something I also took from the jet. It was a remote control of sorts and it could be used to bomb the invaders, at least for a time.

The screen lit up with a display og the Jet. It was working finally, no thanks to that EMP. All systems are online, good. I netered the menu and ordered it to take off and prime the weapons.

It would take at least 5 minutes for it to reach them, but it would be pivital in our defense.

The minnutes went by and the explosions and screaming remained constant. It began to get to me. All this suffering, all this hate to one another other. It was... pathetic. Almost as pathetic as the Federation's mission here. The beeping of the pad struck me out of my daze.

Locked on?...

I looked out to the horizon to seee my jet being flowed by an air armada from... the Federation?...

The numbers nearly bockled out the sky it seemed, it was a terrifying sight. far the more when they shot down the jet and proceeded to fire upon the rebels.

No...

No...

No...

I could see a transport escorted by more fighters traveling to the ship out at sea. The Federation was going to strike an alliance with the invaders?...

Damn you father. Damn you to hell.

That is the last thing I thought as an explosion directly hit the building under me and throw me into the air. I would later find out it collapsed on itself and that i was lucky to be alive.

The question was was I?

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Post by Agent Dawn on January 17th 2013, 03:07

//Pardon the bit of retcon here and the double post.//

Chapter Fifteen: Night of Loss.
Character: Alan Grommbridge
Setting: Time Square, New York
Date: October 23, 2181

I felt pain all across my body. My muscles ached at the mere thought of movement. I found myself in the remains of the building I was in. I saw dust and debris all around me ans I I stood up I looked behind to see a disembodied head of a woman. The very sight was repulsive and made me sick to my stomach.

She looked beautiful, but it doesn't matter anymore. Now she was just another number.

I had to move on...

I looked around myself for my equipment. I did find my gun which was in working condition, my backpack however wasn't so lucky. Upon flipping the backpack over I saw a large piece of shrapnel protruding from inside of it. I looked at it further to see the metal plate in the back of it stopped the shrapnel from piercing through my back. It saved my life.

Now I had on me what I could find and it wasn't much at all. I tried to remember which direction the base was, but it was near impossible at night and with all the destruction around. What little she could see were the lights of the jets flying over the land and the rampant fire that spread over the area.

I wondered if there even was a base to go back to. It was completely realistic that they too were wiped out, but if that was to be than the world was surely doomed.I felt like this was the only chance to avert this crisis was to unite the powers of Earth against the Federation. But what if they were already gone? Was there even hope?

Of course I hod no answer, I didn't know. I had to keep going though as there still is hope.

I listened deeply over the sounds of aircraft and walking machinery to locate the ocean. It was behind her. I now had some sort of bearings to start my trek through the dark expanse of the nighttime.

It would not be easy though or even possible as I later found out, I tried regardless.

I tried...

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Post by Guest on January 17th 2013, 13:30

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Tom Sullivan
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Oct.23, 2181

The Germans began to push harder, their numbers increasing and ours decreasing. I gotta give that german kid credit, he's a hell of a fighter. Its his companion that worries me. The tall girl with the black eyes, like a demon. No one trusted her, I don't know why he did. He must be somethin' special, because in my eyes she's an alien. Alien with a really big gun...

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Aboard the Eyes of Russia
Somewhere in the Atlantic.


{The submarine works to perfection...} Nikolai mumbled. The cloaking technology rendered them undetectable by sonar, and the cold Atlantic made thermal useless as well. He now had a simple task. If Russia is to succeed, then Niklas must die. His worth has come to an end.

{Is it time?} An agent asked him.

{Wait.} He said in response. Just as he said that, Niklas stood in front of a monitor and the TV flicked on, revealing a tan man sitting in a chair.

"Ah, look who it is!" Niklas said, "If it isn't my old friend Darius! Surely you were not stupid enough to believe I was among those in the invasion did you? No matter. You see, I needed a test subject in an experiment I am conducting, and seeing how you would come for me out of blind rage, you would be a prime choice." He clicked a button, and all the doors in the room where Darius was locked.

"Very good! Now, what is about to happen to you is an experiment our Russian friends here wish to test, something called Nova 6. Without the good doctor, it might fail, but either way you're going to die... Unless you plunge through the glass into the ocean 80 feet below!" He laughed in sadistic delight. The vents in the room began to spew the gas.

"Hopefully, you stay dead this..." Before he finished, there was a Bang! and Niklas fell over, his blood staining the screen before the connection was cut, leaving one very confused Darius.

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Times square, NY

Alex saw the germans push. There was thousands of them, too many for Alex to count even. He was about to snipe one when all of a sudden a loud CRACK was heard, and he felt his arm go numb. He looked, and saw it was shot with a .50 caliber bullet. He gasped, and slumped to the ground. He had been sniped! But he didn't even notice it!

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{Confirmed hit.}

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Alex Wartohn

[Aaahhh, fuck!] Alex said, gripping his wounded arm. Without it, he couldn't shoot. Two Germans tried to climb over the wall, and he used his good arm to grab his Tac-45 and shoot them down. His vision began to fade, as he lost an alarming amount of blood.

"The Germans have breached!" someone shouted.
Imagine this part being like the end cutscene from Halo Reach, the mission Lone Wolf

His vision began to blur, and he started shooting his Tac-45 at the approaching Germans. He stood up, leaving his limp arm to hang. One after another the Germans dropped to the ground, but for every one two more came. He ran out of ammo, and threw his gun at one of them, and when he gripped his struck head Alex pulled his combat knife and stabbed him. Alex felt two more bullets strike his back, and he turned and threw the knife and caught the man right in the eye. Another bullet caught his bad arm, and he picked up one of the dead Germans' MP-40e and hip fired, killing several more Germans. One came from behind and grabbed his head, and he threw his head back and headbutt the man, then put the barrel of the MP-40e in his mouth and pulled the trigger. Alex, overwhelmed and weakened, fell to the ground. He saw through his now near blinded eyes the approaching Germans, and he knew what he had to do. Slowly, he lifted his backpack in the air, and pulled the line coming from it. There was a huge explosion, and before he was incinerated Alex smiled, and said
[Farewell, german bastards. We will continue this war in Hell.]

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Post by Goldenbudda21 on January 18th 2013, 03:18

Chapter 15: Mission Over
Character: Darius Ashry
Setting: German Flagship
Date: October 23, 2181

Seeing Niklas dead, Darius had no need to remain on the ship. He removed his headphones, and left the room. He traveled back to the lower deck of the ship, undetected because he was still wearing the sailor uniform. Removing the uniform, he lowered himself back into the ocean and swam back avoiding the ships as he was too small to show up on their sonar and most sailors were on land fighting.

He walked up on land and in the near distance was a small mountain. Within the hour, he had climbed the mountain and looked down at the carnage that was commencing. His cold assassin heart felt nothing as he watched. He only had quarrel with Niklas, the German as a whole was of no concern and there were plenty of other wealthy aristocratic settlements in Georgia, Kansas, California, and one where Washington DC once was. He crossed his legs, sat and watched...he was eager to see how things would unfold.

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Post by Guest on January 18th 2013, 13:06

Chapter 11: Gates of Hell
Character: Leon Zhirov
Setting: Time Square, New York
October 23, 2181

The base was starting to be overwhelmed. There were just to many germans. They had all ready lost Thompson and his entire squad, they were trying to delay the incoming force as long as they could. Leon had all drones still active on defense while the Kodiak was almost ready to go. It didn't help when that large fleet of weird ships came overhead.

Leon was running to help on the wall when suddenly a bullet that came so close it would have taken his foot off. Leon looked to see a sniper when he Alex slumped on up on the wall his arm barely attached to his body.

Leon had to go help but he saw that two germans running straight for the Kodiak, and they had a bomb. Leon rushed them shooting one with his M-16 before drawing his blade and stabbing the one with a bomb. As Leon got up he looked back at Alex hopping he had time to get him to the Panzer. Leon looked on in horror as Alex hold up a bag and then in a instant, he exploded.

Leon stood there stunned. He had lost way to many people trying to defend this base. Leon soon went into a rage, he saw a few germans narrowly crawled over the wall. Leon moved toward them, a revolver in one hand and his knife, he wanted this to be personal.

Leon was like a demon he went through the german like with stunning efficiently. Shooting them in the head and stabbing them in the throat. Leon kept it up for 5 minutes. When the last german fell, Leon finally regain control of himself. He stood over his fallen foes.

Leon wasn't sorry, they caused so much suffering so much death.

They needed to get out of here.

"Everyone to the Panzer, we are leaving in 30 mins" Leon looked around and notice that the girl "Alan" was no where to be seen, Leon was not about to lose another person.

"I need a team to look for the Alan the girl that came with Alex!"
"Leon, a Panzer just crashed outside the perimeter."

Leon was now worried, was that Tom or Daniel?

"I need two men to come with me we going to check for survivors."

Leon needed to extract anyone at the crash then leave with everybody that was left.

He had was going to fly out of New York with everybody, if it was the last thing was going to do.

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Post by Guest on January 18th 2013, 13:29

...Lost some good men today...
Tom Sullivan
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October 23rd, 2181

Never have I seen so many people die, friend or foe, not since the Great War. It was a damn shame. Me and my men held our ground at our wall, and since the Metal Militia dropped so much of their MP-40e's, we had no ammo trouble. There was just... too many of them. They breached the wall, we had to fall back. That's when I heard that ear splitting sound.

I knew what it was, I wish I didn't. I saw the german kid hit the wall and fall over. I tried to go for him, but there was too many. We had to fall back, what else could we do?

The head man Leon tried too, but there were Germans running for the Kodiak. I was about to shoot them when I saw an opening to Alex. How many Germans did he kill?

"Delta, move on that German kid!" I shouted, but I knew- we all knew- it was too late. The kid gave me one last smirk, and said something in German, and he blew up in a fiery inferno. The explosion threw me off balance, and when I got up I saw hundreds of Germans on fire and burning alive. He saved us.

"I need a team to look for the Alana the girl that came with Alex!"

"We got it!" I shouted, and we began the hunt.

We looked around, but she was nowhere to be found. Perhaps she went somewhere? It didn't matter now. We looked up and saw a Panzer incoming, but then a stray RPG missile struck its side.

"Shit!" One of my men, Simon, shouted.

"Americans! This is the Neu Wehrmacht separatists! We're here to aid in your assist!" Someone over the com said, and an extremely fast jet flew by, carpet bombing the Germans. Then, a smaller helicopter flew, and two smoke bombs clouded the area.

"Are you insane?! You're dropping them right where the Germans are in full force!" I shouted in my com. There was no response, but out of the smoke, I saw two people, fully armed in EOD armor, and letting loose with their MG-42e LMG's.
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[Alex?! Kid, where are you?!] Natter shouted in the coms.
[I'm worried..] Anelie said, as she was loading her MG-42e.

[You sure this armor will hold up?] O'Rilley asked. His voice was barely a muffle, so Natter tapped his helmet, and he nodded and turned his com on.

[You sure this armor will hold up?]

[The boys back in the labs never let us down before, and if I feel 200 pounds heavier, it damn well better!] Natter said.

Anelie flicked on her radio.

"American forces, we are the Neu Wehrmacht! We are here to help push the Metal Militia back!"

[Time to go!] The pilot shouted.

[Begin the carpet bombing! Start at the ships, make sure to keep the radar jammer on to avoid targeting by the AA turrets!] Natter said in the com. The land now was in sight, and Natter saw the full German fleet.

[Carpet Bombs away!] the com crackled, and Natter saw the bombs strike a good portion of the ships

[Confirmed hit, Cougars you are clear to drop off, be aware of active enemy AA!]

Natter's 'copter flew into the city, and he saw a Panzer shot out of the sky.

[Drop us off there!] He said, and Anelie and Natter threw down smoke bombs. The rappled down, and began to open fire at the unsuspecting Germans, thanks to their MMS Thermal Helm.


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Post by Rocknbaseball on January 18th 2013, 14:35

Chapter 8: Crash Landing
Character: John Remedio
Location: Panzer, entering NYC
Date: October 23, 2181

"Get ready, we're almost there" said Daniel as he looked back at John and the rest of the team. John looked at his XM8 and loaded the weapon, along with his KAP-40. He took out the combat knife his father gave him when he was 10. "Im gonna need you today" he thought as he put the knife away.

John looked at Halifax, "You ready for this?" he asked him.

"Im more than ready."

"Alright team, weapons check, make sure you have a good amount of ammo, this is going to be a bigger fight than any of you have been in" he told Linda, Johnson and Rodriguez.

Johnson looked up at John, "Whats the plan."

Daniel then preceded to inform them on the situation.

"We have fortified walls around Time Square where civilians are being escorted out by panzers. The Germans came in full force, so make no mistake there will be a lot of targets to shoot at."

"Good" said Rodriguez with a grin as he loaded his M60A5. "I'll just mow them down with this baby."

"T-minus 10!" shouted Daniel.

John looked out of the panzer. His gaze catching the destroyed skyscrapers. Why was he doing this. He had no bussiness coming to New York. But he knew exactly why. This was a chance for redemption. He had failed The Liberators, but he was not going to fail these people.

John now can hear the faint sound of explosions in the distance. Then he started hearing the gun fire. Daniel looked back from the cockpit.

"30 seconds!"

Then John heard some sort of beeping noise.

"We're getting locked on, deploying ECM.

The noise then went away, then Daniel looked back at them again.

"Wow that was a close one."

Right as he said that there was a loud explosion from the side of the panzer. An unguided missile had hit them.

"We're going down!"

The panzer spinned as it was engulfed with flames. Then there was a loud crash as it hit the ground.

John was completly disoriented for a good 30 seconds. As he started opening his eyes he can see a tall figure shooting a chain gun at the incoming Germans.

It was Halifax. His armor had completely absorbed the impact as they crashed. He looked back at John. "Come on, get up!"

John picked up his XM8 and started to open fire at the germans. He Shot two of them when he saw there was an RPG taking aim. He aimed at the man, took a deep breath and exhaled as he let out a 3 round burst into the man's chest. He then looked around the panzer.

Rodriguez just got up and started fireing his M60A5, never letting go of the trigger, he put down several Germans with the 150 round clip. Johnson and Linda got up and started firering as well.

John noticed someone was missing.

"Daniel!" he screamed as he looked around. He went up to the cockpit and saw Daniel unconsience. He checked for a pulse. He was still alive, good. John carried Daniel over his shoulder and shouted to Halifax, "Cover me!"

John, Johnson, Rodriguez and Linda ran for cover near the fortified wall. Halifax was still over at the panzer shooting the chain gun. John put Daniel down behind cover and started fireing, trying to cover Halifax.

One german manged to get to Halifax for hand to hand combat. It was the biggest mistake of his life. Halifax stood well over a foot taller than the man. The german took out a combat knife and went too stab Halifax. Halifax grabed the mans arm and twisted it breaking every bone on that arm. He then pulled the arm off and he swung the arm to the mans head knocking him down as he screamed in agony begging for mercy. Halifax then stepped on the mans head, crushing his skull and his brain splattered all over the floor.

"Im not messing with him" said Rodriguez as he saw the event. Halifax ran towards them taking cover.

John looked over and saw in the distance what looked like tanks. "Crap, we got heavy armor."

As he said that a hail of bullets came over there heads as even more germans charged forward. Halifax started shooting the chain gun.

"Theres too many of them!" screamed Johnson over the overwelming sound of constant fire.

As the whole situationed seemed impossible John looked up and saw drones flying overhead. There must have been dozens of them

The drones shot missiles towards the incoming tanks taking most of them out. Then shot a hail of machine gun fire to the incoming infantry. Then a man looked over the wall and shouted at them.

"The drones will cover you, get in, hurry!"

John motioned everyone to get in. He picked up Daniel over his shoulder and ran towards the opening gate as Halifax covered him.

They all got in and the gate closed behind them.

"Now that, was a close one" said Rodriguez.




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Post by Goldenbudda21 on January 26th 2013, 01:16

//lemme know if editing is needed//

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Post by Guest on January 26th 2013, 01:36

Chapter 12: New Friends
Character: Leon Zhirov
Setting: Time Square, New York
October 23, 2181


"Americans! This is the Neu Wehrmacht separatists! We're here to aid in your assist!" crackled over the radio

A large explosion erupted outside the base. As Leon looked up he saw the helicopters drop off two bulky soldiers and they started to fight off the germans.

"Wow, the Neu Wehrmacht are well armed." thought Leon

Leon turned his head to the gate were he saw a group of Mercs were coming after the Orc crashed. As Leon walked up to the group he notice that Daniel was already on a his way to the Kodiak on a steacher. Leon was worried but he needs to talk to the new group of Mercs

"My name is Leon Zhirov I'm the leader here" He looked over each other members
"Who's your leader?" He asked

a young man step forth "I'm John Remedio leader of the Liberators we came to help out after what we heard back in Williamsburg."

"I see" said Leon "Well your a little late, we are about to leave soon"
"We missed the fight?" one of the liberators said?
"No, you can still fight but we are leaving soon as we find somebody."

The Liberators mumbled to themselves, the power armor guy didn't say a word.

"Well then were do you need us?" asked John
"We need soldiers on the wall and people on to load the panzer." said Leon
"Understood, lets move out Liberators!" yelled John

As they walked off, Leon pulled out his radio

"Delta have you found Alana yet?" asked Leon
"Still looking sir" said Tom
"Alright, find her quick we are leaving as soon as you get back."

Leon was tired of this city and he was ready to get the hell out of here.


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Post by iFreebird on January 26th 2013, 05:55

Donald and his force were making their way through the city it was dark out and they were able to slip past some German but not all. They had to do some fighting were some men had been killed but as long as Donald's men could get the drop on the Germans they would be able to survive a couple more fights.

Donald's men had stopped in dark building mostly intact. He sat outside as people inside slept. Elizabeth came outside to check on him.

" You should be the one sleeping and some other guy should be outside keeping watch"

" Ill switch with someone when i feel tired go back inside"

" why cant I stay outside with you it can be like the old days keeping watch with each other maken sure nobody sneaks into camp and kills us all"

" If it was the old days you would be in bed with Niklaus Hitler with a plan to kill him'

" Shut up so i slept with some men to kill them I did my part for the war i lots just as much as any man"

Donald looked over at her she knew she just said that to the wrong man " You had nothing to lose so how did you lose as much as any man" He stood up " Did you lose the love of you life the person who you kept moving forward for the one who was there for you after you did things no man should do. Did you lose your daughter who you gave up everything for that you took care of NO I DIDNT THINK SO" he turned his had and saw a tall thin body moving slowly through some rubble .He pulled his gun up and shot many bullets around the figure. the figure dropped to the ground behind some cover.

" STAND UP WITH YOUR HANDS ABOVE YOUR HEAD AND COME INTO THE LIGHT IF YOU DO SO YOU WILL NOT BE SHOT!" Elizabeth pulled her smg out and crouched getting ready for anything

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Post by Rocknbaseball on January 26th 2013, 14:01

Chapter 9: Just like old times... sort of
Character: John Remedio
Date: October 23, 2181
Location: Times Square

"Alright you heard the man, Johnson and Rodriguez get on that side of the wall, Linda come with me." The two privates made their way to the north side of the wall. John went to the east side with Linda. He went up some stairs and now was looking outside at the carnage.

Bodies everywhere, rubble and fire. He looked over to the panzer where they came from. It had exploded a while ago and barely anything was left. He never saw such disaster before, not even when his camp got overrun. He immediatley erased that thought, he didnt want to think about the Liberators right now, he had to focus.

The germans were making another advance. John could see infantry and armored vehicles moving in. Shooting had already started north of the wall. John and Linda started shooting at the incoming germans. John put down several of them with his XM8, but they kept coming.

The germans started firing back with machine guns from the armored vehicle. John pulled Linda behind cover, she didnt realize the guns were getting ready to fire. John could hear the sound of a thousand .50 caliber bullets passing through his head.

He looked around for anything that can get them out of this. He looked to his left and saw an RPG leaning on the wall. "That wont do anything with them constantly firing" he thought. But then he got an idea. He picked up the RPG and moved along the cover to the corner of the wall. They were not firing there. He looked up from cover and aimed at the middle vehicle. He pulled the trigger.

The rpg soared through the air made a head on collision with the vehicle, completly destroying it. The explosion of the vehicle had damaged the other two beside it. While they were disoriented John and Linda started picking of the gunners eliminating most of them.

The other vehicles had began shooting again and they got back down in cover. John then had a thought and looked at Linda, "Hey Linda!" he yelled over the sound of fire.

She looked at him "Yea!"
"You remember that time when we were kids, and we were playing with those laser tag training weapons, and we got pinned down by the other guys, I forget who they were"

Linda looked at him puzzled "Yea I do"
"Well, this is kinda like back then isnt it?"

Linda looked at him with a straight face, then started laughing at the thought. "Not one bit like back then John" John started laughing and then had another thought.
"How the hell did we get out of that?"

Linda thought for a moment. "We didnt, you took forever to think of a plan and by that time they had reached our cover and we lost." John remembered that, how he started swearing. He couldnt stand losing, and he was not losing now.

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Anton Deventi

Neu Wehrmacht Shock Trooper
Somewhere in New York City, New York
Oct. 23, 2181


The NWST was the elite infantry of the Neu Wehrmacht, their armor is built heavy for serious anti-infantry combat. Lieutenant Anton Deventi and his squad was hot dropped north of the initial invasion ships. Armed with their heavy EOD armor, they chopped down anything that stood in their way.

[Mission progress, Delta Company.] Overlord asked though the com. Even with the heavy gunfire, their helmets are sound resistant, allowing for easier hearing.

[We haven't seen any sign of the HVI, Overlord. We are making our way to the last known position, ETA 20 minutes.]

[Copy that, Delta, keep moving.]

Anton loved bloodshed, making him a lethal soldier among the NWST. He burned through round after round of his PKP0e, smiling as the helpless German troops fired the Mp-40e ineffectively at his squad. Reaching for another ammo belt, he sighed when he found there were no more left. He pulled his Kap-40 and began to continue killing the Germans. Anton saw a German loading an RPG, and right when he fired Epic slo-mo scene! Anton held up his wrists , and the RPG bullet slid off his metal wrists guards and flew off into the air. He then fired the KAP-40 bullet and caught the German right between the eyes.

As they pushed on, the fighting began to get more intense. His squad prevailed, but they entered the hot zone, where the majority of the German's were concentrated.

[Overlord, Where the hell are all these German's going! This area is HEAVILY fortified, we can't break through without support!]

[Sorry Delta, you are out of range of any missiles, and we cannot risk air support due to enemy AA in the area. There are mercenaries trying to leave, that's where the HVI is located. Push on Delta, Overlord out.]

[Lieutenant, did Overlord just tell us to go fuck ourselves?] The captain asked, looking over a wall briefly, and ducking just as a .50 caliber bullet hit the wall next to him.

[Pretty much Anselm. We keep going.] He said. He hated using the weak MP-40e's, but he was running out of ammo. He grabbed the lightweight gun, and fired a few rounds at the snipers. Despite the bulky iron sights, he hit one. The other two ran off.

[Snipers down, move up.]

The Germans moving towards the wall were shocked to see the armored juggernauts moving towards them. Some continued to try and climb the makeshift wall, others tried to shoot at the approaching war machines, to no avail. They knew their deaths were inevitable, so most of them got on their knees in surrender.

[Cowards.] Anselm said, opening fire on the helpless Germans. Anton did the same thing, and soon there were no Germans left for the time being. One was attempting to crawl away, mortally wounded but miraculously still alive. Anton smiled, and walked towards the German. He grabbed the man by his head, and pinned him to the wall. The rest of the squad cheered and roared in laughter as Anton began to assault the man. His heavy gauntlets smashed the mans body, and he eventually held him up for the others to see.

[Death to the imperial scums!] he shouted.

[oorraaahh!] the rest of his squad shouted, holding their guns high. They cheered as he twisted the mans head, snapping his neck. He stood like a demon among men, the blood of his enemies stained his heavy armor. He looked up at the retreating Germans. He would be ready for more...

If he gets a new gun.


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