Post by xaos on Jun 29, 2005 13:26:28 GMT -5
The day was sweltering. Krieger forces had mounted an early-day offensive on the headquarters of the vile Tropico dogs, meeting heavy resistance. The wounded were dragged back to Krieger HQ, treated as best as possible, and sent back out to continue the fight as best they could.
I was one of the wounded...and a combat medic myself, no less. Having been treated capably by the HQ medical staff, I rejoined other wounded squadmates and fellow soldiers from other squads to form an ad-hoc unit, intent upon supporting the advance on the enemy HQ. As we prepared to move out, some of the free agent russians were spotted approaching HQ...with obvious ill intent. No doubt, the Tropico scum had hired the loose cannons to assault our HQ and relieve the pressure of our en masse offensive. Our capable commander directed the unit I was a part of to move out and intercept this new threat, and we planned on dealing with them with severe prejudice.
The squad swung out to the flank, Snoopy in the lead, with Shade, Mooch, and others I wasn't familiar with following. Being the medic, I hung in the middle of the squad, hoping to avoid the same ignominious fate I had suffered earlier, going down in the first exchange of fire. We quickly crossed the open field that HQ squatted in the center of, and entered the treeline, moving as stealthily as possible.
Soon enough, we encountered hostiles...not russians as we expected, but a small group of Tropicos. They were eliminated with haste, and we continued to move towards where we thought the Russian flank would be. It turns out that the Russians had made a fast push, and were putting some very heavy pressure on HQ...many valiant Krieger soldiers lie dead or wounded upon the field, and the enemy was advancing, intent upon capturing our HQ. This could not happen.
Snoopy called for a halt, and the squad squatted in the trees at the edge of the field. It became readily apparent that the Russians had no clue we were there, so our pointman made a snap decision...he charged out across the open field, laying waste to one small group of russians who were under a fusillade of fire from the remaining troops defending HQ, then quickly moving on other, still unaware groups of the enemy.
It was over as quickly as it began. One man eliminated no less than half a dozen enemy soldiers, crossing open ground in plain view to do so. Only the heavy fire being laid out by the other defenders, and the russians' inattentiveness to their surroundings allowed the mad plan to succeed, but succeed it did.
When it was over, one man stood triumphant in the center of the field, surrounded by the bodies of his foes. Truly, Snoopy was the hero of the moment.
And thus ends one of the most exciting engagements I participated in at Op: Blind Fury 2. Bigtime Kudos to Snoopy for recognizing that he'd actually be able to pull off the crazy stunt he did, and even more for actually doing it.
I was one of the wounded...and a combat medic myself, no less. Having been treated capably by the HQ medical staff, I rejoined other wounded squadmates and fellow soldiers from other squads to form an ad-hoc unit, intent upon supporting the advance on the enemy HQ. As we prepared to move out, some of the free agent russians were spotted approaching HQ...with obvious ill intent. No doubt, the Tropico scum had hired the loose cannons to assault our HQ and relieve the pressure of our en masse offensive. Our capable commander directed the unit I was a part of to move out and intercept this new threat, and we planned on dealing with them with severe prejudice.
The squad swung out to the flank, Snoopy in the lead, with Shade, Mooch, and others I wasn't familiar with following. Being the medic, I hung in the middle of the squad, hoping to avoid the same ignominious fate I had suffered earlier, going down in the first exchange of fire. We quickly crossed the open field that HQ squatted in the center of, and entered the treeline, moving as stealthily as possible.
Soon enough, we encountered hostiles...not russians as we expected, but a small group of Tropicos. They were eliminated with haste, and we continued to move towards where we thought the Russian flank would be. It turns out that the Russians had made a fast push, and were putting some very heavy pressure on HQ...many valiant Krieger soldiers lie dead or wounded upon the field, and the enemy was advancing, intent upon capturing our HQ. This could not happen.
Snoopy called for a halt, and the squad squatted in the trees at the edge of the field. It became readily apparent that the Russians had no clue we were there, so our pointman made a snap decision...he charged out across the open field, laying waste to one small group of russians who were under a fusillade of fire from the remaining troops defending HQ, then quickly moving on other, still unaware groups of the enemy.
It was over as quickly as it began. One man eliminated no less than half a dozen enemy soldiers, crossing open ground in plain view to do so. Only the heavy fire being laid out by the other defenders, and the russians' inattentiveness to their surroundings allowed the mad plan to succeed, but succeed it did.
When it was over, one man stood triumphant in the center of the field, surrounded by the bodies of his foes. Truly, Snoopy was the hero of the moment.
And thus ends one of the most exciting engagements I participated in at Op: Blind Fury 2. Bigtime Kudos to Snoopy for recognizing that he'd actually be able to pull off the crazy stunt he did, and even more for actually doing it.
- MIA chat 05/10/06 at 9:30pm
