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| Comminsa0 | Sep 6 2009, 08:50 PM Post #151 |
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Tactical officer and resident idiot. Little FTW!
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+All units stand down.+ sighed Hawkins. A chorus of curses and moans echoed from the APC's and Jackals. The Major smiled. Even when split with their differences they all still relished combat. +Calm down boys. Will get to take our revenge later. Sgt Tranger could you please play something to pass the time?+ Sgt Tranger was the Battalion's musician. The sound of over the Hills and Far away started wofting over the troops from Tranger's Harmonica. Soon men. Soon..... |
Stay away from my VODKA! - Sgh Nikolai Raznov whilst fighting the infection of Kursk with other Blackwatch operatives.![]() "So when's the next jump off a Carrier contest?" Lt Little. | |
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| Andcus | Sep 7 2009, 05:01 PM Post #152 |
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"Major. I thought you liked me! Why are we bombarded with this pain!" Henriksen couldnt keep a smile off his face. Lundgren and 3rd Platoon had just arrived in their vehicles, and the music obviously didnt fit them. "Im real sorry Lundgren, but the British armour have decided to play Nationalistic tunes. Dont think there is much to do about it" Lieutenant Okse from 1st Platoon marched up, holding both his hands to his ears. "Sir, Terry must have some new kind of psychological weapon installed, my men are being bombarded with some demonic music!" Major Henriksen turned to Okse, smiling: "Its the brits Okse. Apparently they love that old thingie" The Lieutenant nodded and laughed: "is it okay if i allow my men to play their own old music?" The Major approved and a little while later, various Queen, Michael Jackson and Aerosmith songs begin to play out from the danish vehicles. |
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Yes, Stone's greetings friend You will fight ceaselessly in The Legion of the Dead. | |
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| Comminsa0 | Sep 7 2009, 09:06 PM Post #153 |
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Tactical officer and resident idiot. Little FTW!
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Trugen stopped when he heard the music. "How can they expect me to play when they're playing bloody Aerosmi....Is that Aerosmith?" asked Trugen with a gleam in his eye. "errm yes sir I think so." commented a young crewman. Trugen got on to the vox with 2nd Platoon. +Hey Mac. Do you still have that Guitar you bough when at Kahdar?+ +Aye sir. do you want me to bring it over?+ +Yes Mac. Bring it over. I want to do a duet with someone.+ 10 minutes later the sound of an Electric guitar blaring over the loudspeakers attached to the Command Schimitar began playing along with the Danish music. English troops began to laugh and clap over the ding. Major Hawkins squeezed out of the Command Warrior's top hatch at the sound of the duet between Tranger and the Danish forces. He sighed and then started to grin when he saw Thomason. "A bit old to be dancing to that hey Captain?" teased the Major. "Just because i'm old enough to be some of the men's father doesn't mean i can't have fun sir." joked Thomason. |
Stay away from my VODKA! - Sgh Nikolai Raznov whilst fighting the infection of Kursk with other Blackwatch operatives.![]() "So when's the next jump off a Carrier contest?" Lt Little. | |
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| Neilyboy92 | Sep 10 2009, 09:15 PM Post #154 |
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Rock Apes ftw
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___/\____/\/\/\/\/\/\//\/\/\/\_______________________________ Time of death: Sep 07 10:06pm Cause: Nobody has the time because of school, Damb u school
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| TG Bravo 2 Zero | Sep 12 2009, 02:35 PM Post #155 |
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The patrol landed safely to the ground and began packing up the chutes they had released. The patrol formed up and stayed in a crouched position, looking around their surroundings. Major Black took out a map for the two officers to look at. "McAleese, set-up an OP 20 kilometers from here with Price, Smith, and Jackson. You will have overwatch on the target in case things go wrong," told Major Black. "The rest of the patrol will be with me." Major Black lifted up his right arm and looked at his watch. 30 minutes has passed since their jump. Major Black faced up and looked at the cold, dark dusty desert laid in front of his patrol. He shifted his body to the right and placed away the map. He turned his head to the left, face silhouted by the dark. "Move out." The patrols double timed to their positions, silently and quickly. An hour passed and Blue Patrol had ran 33 km, huddled behind a building. "Blue One, Red One in position. Standing by," radioed 1st Lieutenant McAleese. Major Black heard the trasnmission and faced his ready patrol. He gave the patrol the hand signals to stack up on the door for room clearing. The patrol understood the order and stack up. Major Black opened the door slowly with his weapon pointing to the room. The room was dark, empty, and reaked of rotting food. The patrol moved into the building and the rear guard closed the door quietly. Each member gave a thumbs up. The patrol began moving through building to building, checking every room and corner of the building. "Red One, Blue One has successfully infiltrated the enemy compound. Stand-by." |
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