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Chapter 1 |
NORAD was a peaceful place, at least for now. All countries in the year 2005 were in a harmony...at least everyone hoped. At the control center, in the 3/34 sector of NORAD, something was not right....something was ready for a war...The alarm sounded. Command was contacted immediately, and the call was clear: a terrorist army calling itself the MOSPACT (Moskva Pact) was ready to attack the United States, and NATO was the only fighting foce able to combat this Pact. meanwhile........................ Deep in the woods of Warren, Texas, a General resides, as the warrior that fights brave and tall, like the state of which he lives in. Then .. the phone rang. "Hello?" "Yes, this is NORAD. We need you again." "Really?" "Yes sir." "I'll be there...in three hours." "How?" "Don't worry. I'll be there." He put the phone on the hook before the Secrecy-Lieutenant could say anything else. "It is time to battle again." Back at NORAD, a commander asked the lieutenant what the General had said. "Three hours." "He'll be here in one and thirty minutes. Later, eight hours later, with a long explanation and plenty of briefings on enemy technology, the General was ready. Wait, I haven't told you his first name: Wesley. Wesley Blokker. Oh yeah, the General was Jaxx, the tech guy, the "Q" of the NATO, was Wes. Yeah, that's right. Oh yeah, and to add on, codename: Maestro was the expert on aircraft. Arriving late was the other significant character, General Patton, by the name, actually, of General Brian. Codename:Estrella, Peter, briefed Patton, promptly, and all forces were ready. They were introduced to their command vehicles and sent by aircraft to the same sector: the Cold Place. Two Mospact Commanders were already building up a fortress when the fearless two arrived. The pair of tanks in which the NATO commanders arrived, were the model v3.1b4 model#14, cannon and missile-packing, as Wesley would say, "1300-tracked, nano-equipped, frying sonofagun!" As both of the commanders hit ground, they were already starting to build blue-designated ore bunkers, resistant to machine guns, and very large gas-burning power plants. This would continue for a few minutes, as the nanobots took places to link up and form the designated structure from the blueprint, or "Green Skeleton." Meanwhile, the Mospact Command vehicles were already building training tents and vehicle construction plants, which in turn were building the light infantry and BMP-90 IFV's (Infantry Fighting Vehicles). Both of the teams were flourishing on a small scale, yet they had a long way to go before one would be rushing the other's lines and a long way to go before the ground would be decorated with corpses and wreckage, and design that only Martha Stewart's evil twin sister could love.
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Chapter 2 |
The two teams had already decided that infantry were going to be very important if they were to win, and this bugged both sides' commanders. They were both ready to rush the other mentally, but they just did not have the manpower. At the NATO base, the two Generals, just met after 10 years, were building a base, and building it quicker by concentrating on it with both command vehicles. The building was a vehicle factory, and Training tents already built were making infantry such as AT's,AA's,and M4 Light soldiers. The Mospact team was already working on an Advanced Vehicle Plant, which would make Smerch 95KB rocket launchers, which could level WHOLE BASES in just a few short minutes. The T-80's that were going to be made were going to be the tanks that had a show down with the M1A1 Abrams MBT armor in which NATO teams were going to produce. Soon, the NATO pair was working up to getting some strike aircraft, and then making a nice, large Nuclear Plant, but aircraft would be needed to help the creation be put together. The first aircraft they were going to build after about 2 or 3 Washington Memorial transport and nano purpose aircraft, were going to be F-16 Fighting Falcon Bomber-type aircraft. Finally, the time came for the battle to begin. The two teams had already set up defense and small strike squads, and they had finally come to the point where they were ready. At the NATO base, the strike teams were packing M4 Combat Machine guns, and plenty more than just that, including ammunition pouches, canteens, strike plans, Ballistic plates (to go inside their Kevlar body armor), strike face plans, body armour of course, and gun cleaning kits. One of the six troops in each team had an M249 SAW, also called a "Minimi", replacing the soldier's M4, to give heavier firepower and extended "heads down" cover. At the MOSPACT base, the infantry were grabbing AK74 Light machine guns out of an open crate, a better version of the AK47, with a synthetic stock and forend. These troops had pretty much the same kit loadout as the M4 NATO troops, except for the fact that they had cheaper, Black Market-purchased body armour instead of Kevlar light IIa body armor. "I hope we come back here in one piece," said one of the Moskva AK troops. "This is the first time I have been on the battlefield." "Oh geez, just shut up and get in the BMP," said another of the men, quite a snapper indeed, yet he had war experience and more training than most of the others did. "If you fire straight and keep your head down, you'll come back with most of your body parts intact." With that, the BMP-90 closed its rear infantry gate door and beagn to move into position. Meanwhile, at the NATO base, the troops were gearing up the same, getting their said equipment and attaching it to various parts of their "gear racks" and loading their M4A1C's with the normal .223 curved box mags, and in essence, pulling back the original Colt-designed double-extremite bolt handles and clicking a round into the chamber, so that when the door falls, the guns are ready to be fired as soon as the handler sees his target. The men had their equipment in the right places and were ready to go, and they moved into the back of the M113 APC (Armoured Personnel Carriers), and the gate closed behind the last troop. Both sides had moved their units forward when the first shots were fired. The battle had begun. The BMP's were moving up fast, and M113 groups were approaching fast, treads rolling to take the place of the last one, machine guns firing, while the BMP groups were blazing their cannons and barrel launched rockets, blowing the APC's wide open, sizzling the unprotected troops inside. But then, the ray of hope for NATO had arrived. GP and GJ had assisted the construction of Large groups of M2A2 Bradley IFV's (Infantry Fighting Vehicles) and sent them toward the fray. The troops were pouring out of the IFVs and escaping the heat on the inside of the tanks from the gunfire, and taking up positions behind rocks, ice, snow--whatever they could hide behind. The fray became a trench nightmare. The M2 teams were frying up plenty of BMP-90 IFVs and firing their TOW Rocket tubes, made conveniently to flip up when the extra firepower was desired, slamming into the hulls of the enemy IFVs and doing the same thing the BMPs did to the APCs. "Get down!Get down!" "Cover me!" "NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!" The sounds of war were everywhere, the screams, the orders, the gunfire, the explosions, with scenery to compliment the decorative landscape of white cold steel. Then there were the airstrikes, F-16c Bombers bringing in heavy loads of explosives and smashing the lines, killing dozens at a time. The current kill count: 637 dead in total, 173 wounded, but that will not fluctuate much, for there are "nano-bots" in the blood of the infantry, which heal them substantially quickly. Soon, both sides were in mass ruins. The lines were crushed, the armour was blown open, the dead were every where. Back at NATO base, Brian Was climbing out of his tank, worn down by the long hours of holding the control stick on the targeted building to spray nano particles on. Josh was worn out, but not as badly, for he had done much of his old war time in a tank much like the command tank. But, soon, NATO and MOSPACT ENVI Construction and Reclaim Vehicles would be all over the landscape, building and reclaiming to add to the much needed metal and partial energy supplies, escorted by armed Light tanks and NATO Raptor Missile bikes, equipped with chains to keep traction. The skirmish had expired, and the rush was over, for now.
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Chapter 3 |
Brian was ready to sleep in his newly-created tent, and Jaxx was also ready to crash, and he was headed to the bunk in his tent. Jaxx brought a little something special with him: a Bible of the New Testament, about to read the Book of Revelations, as told by the Disciple John, whom had many visions of the End Times. Brian had brought a book, Warrior: The Time I spent with Colonel Minertzenhagen, By Peter Hathaway Capstick, an African Hunter and Non-Fiction book writer, of which he borrowed from Jaxx. They both brought laptops: these were very useful to transmit "Lazy" messages back to base, in which was not interceptable, and to just play the few games there were, and a few more things that would be useless to mention. (-------------------------JAXX'S POINT-OF-VIEW------------------------------) I was quite tired when I had laid in my bunk to sleep and, for a more previous time, read. I was worn out from using the tank's controls, which I was constantly using. My motivation was pretty much dead for the night. I was thinking of what I was going to do if I was-- BOOOOMMMMMM!!!!!! (---NORMAL POV----------------------------------------------------------------------) It was only 5:00 Pm when the MOSPACT groups attacked the base, blowing up A/I Pillboxes, and being blown into shards by the AT pillboxes, firing with all their might. The attack was so sudden that the tank and HMMWV drivers/commanders were not able to get to their vehicles to respond quickly enough. T-80 MOSPACT MBTs were overrunning the perimeter and destroying all that the two Generals had built, smashing the base very quickly. Finally the enemy forces were over the perimeter and in the base, destroying all that was left. Brian and Jaxx were in their tanks, already going up a slope of pure snow, attempting to get away from the enemy, taking up defense on the other side of the ridges and snow banks. They were out of action for then, and they were going to have to rely on infantry and pillboxes if they were to get out alive. (Jaxx) The battle was a nightmare, I had no chance to stay and fight, I would die in the battle, there were too many tanks and infantry. So really, we were going to lose if we stayed. I made a choice to call NORAD and request airstrikes, artillery, and anything else that would push them away and allow us some breathing room. The airstikes and artillery were available to give us a couple seconds' purchase to move up and attack and make some defense inside. We were stuck anyhow. What will happen next? Give me some input and I will show you what happens next. Besides, Im doing all of you a favor by giving you publicity. |
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