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Post by Purple4Stephen on Aug 26, 2009 14:05:15 GMT -5
Starting operation rejection Echo 1 squad: Leader(Jackson "Jax" Mark) Medic(Antoine "Tony" Giovanni) Support(Robert Lee Callahan "Bobby Lee, Bobby") Technician(Yuri Steele) Sniper(Cassy Gale) Story starts as Echo 1 is in a military airplane along with a platoon of Army rangers who are also sent into the battlefield in Iraq, Echo squad is planed to be dropped off before the rangers few clicks away from their starting point. The RPG begins in the plain as Echo 1 is doing a last preparation for the mission.
Jackson is checking his G36 magazine, and trying out his helmet lamp as a last preparation. A ranger sitting next to him starts addressing him.
"Hey what platoon are you guys in?"
Jackson:No platoon. We are just a 5 men squad sent on a secret mission.
"Wow looks like you got the easy part of this job"
Jackson:Yeah i guess you're right Jackson starts laughing along with the Ranger.
If only Jackson knew how wrong the ranger was and what was realy instored for Echo 1. A voice on Jacksons com. sounds off.
"ten minutes till drop off!"
Jackson responds to his squad,making hand signs due to the loud noise the plane makes.
Jackson:Echo 1 ten minutes till drop!!!!
Jackson:Alright squad last com. radio check. Can you read me?
Jackson changes his com frequency to his squad coms and awaits response.
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Post by Light on Aug 27, 2009 4:00:09 GMT -5
(( OOC: Hey listen man, I'm not going to drop out or anything, but you should correct a few mistakes and make things easier to read, basic spelling mistakes often put people off. You spelt 'plane' as 'plain'. The other thing you should do is put gaps between your dialogues between people, and make it longer, describe what the characters do as they talk. Also, I adivse you not to put *laugh* like you did when your character laughs, right in into a description form. EG: 'Jackson laughed loudly, his head tilting back. It was a welcome relief from the brutal reality of this mission.' I know you might not want to take my advice, as I am newer to this site than you, but I am a veteran of several other roleplay sites.))
Cassy sat back, relaxed, in the helicopter. She loaded her sniper and checked the scope, making sure it was clean. She then took apart her pistol, checking it once over before putting it all back together, loading a clip in. Finally, she drew her knife, checking the sharpness of the blade at the end. Excellent, perfect for stealth situations. She thought to herself as she looked around at the other members of her team.
She also removed her goggles, putting them away for now. She was just occupying herself until they dropped, she always got bored travelling, even when holding a sniper rifle in a military-class plane. She then thought back to some of her other missions. She had always been a natural sniper, she was patient when in battle, just never anywhere else. She was also great at aiming quickly. A paticular encounter she remembered had her using a fast-firing sniper, she took out 5 terrorists as they charged the team before the other members of the team shot any. But she was with a better team now.
"Alright squad last com. radio check. Can you read me?"
Cassy spoke back through her radio. "Roger that, standing by."
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Post by Mikey on Aug 27, 2009 5:42:37 GMT -5
The clacking of his weapon was heard as Bobby Lee Flipped open the Mk. 48 Mod. 0 Squad Automatic Weapon. He picked up a box that contained 200 7.62x39mm rounds, the ones that would peel the hood of a car back like a sardnine can like nothing, and attached it to the side of the weapon. He grabbed the first round in the belt and set it in place before he flipped the receiver down and slammed it shut with his fist. He let the weapon hang from his tactical sling and pulled out his pistol. The 1911 clone made by Para Ordinance. Made famous by being the '14 shot 1911'. The perfect pistol, the best ever made, free from its only handicap of a small magazine capacity. He pulled the slide back half way and brass checked the weapon, then ejected the magazine to check. 14 rounds, plus one. Another reason the 1911 was the perfect handgun. It was one of the few that was safe to carry condition one. A round in the chamber, the hammer cocked, the safety on. Because of its grip safety, a button that was held when the shooter held the weapon, and no other safety, it was perfect for any kind of carry. It was damn near condition zero, the same as condition one with the safety off because you only needed to whip it out and you could start the turkey shoot. For a spec op's operator, if the situation was close enough for a side arm, it was a turkey shoot. If they missed at that range, they needed to go back to basic to get their ass kicked by a DI. He slid the weapon back into its holster and picked up his light machine gun again.
The radio check came up, and he looked over at Lt. Mark.
"Sergeant Callahan, standing by. Ready to nail them sum' b*tches to the wall." Bobby Lee said into his radio, yanking the charging handle on his weapon at that moment, his southern accent thick.
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Post by Purple4Stephen on Aug 27, 2009 12:06:56 GMT -5
(( OCC: Kakashi i always listen to advices no matter how old the member of the forum is, but i dont think that making my first post longer would change anything. But i did make all the spelling mistakes right now, also i will continue the story once everyone does a radio check))
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Aug 27, 2009 15:29:12 GMT -5
[Gonna be great having Mark Wahlberg on the team! ] Yuri adjusted the strap on his shoulder, making sure his primary weapon was in easy access, and on tightly enough for it not to come loose while moving. Checking the magazines in both primary and secondary assured him that his weapons were ready. His tool belt was on tight, and he made sure everything was secure for the drop, this was most important. Laying back in the seat, Yuri adjusted his headband. He had thought about tying back what hair he had, but knew the cloth would go the job for him. After hearing from the captain, Yuri quickly placed his hand on the headset. It was more convient to have a headset as appose to a radio at his belt. He worked with his hands, that was his job. Juggling. The new era introduces wireless, aswell, making it even more easy to communicate hands free between the team. On top of that, his own modifications to the headset made a signifigantly longer range, even when working underground. Speaking in a low, but clear voice into the mic, Yuri glanced over at the Captain. "Communications operational, sir."
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Post by Eric "X" Snyder on Aug 27, 2009 18:39:54 GMT -5
Tony sat there with his eyes closed, the steady humming of the propellers lulling him into a sort of trance.
"Alright squad last com. radio check. Can you read me?"
The message broke through Tony's comm, waking him from his meditation. He drowsily opened his eyes and looked up at Jackson, who was waiting for response from his team.
"All clear, captain," Tony replied quietly, holding his thumb up to indicate his message to the Lieutenant.
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Post by Purple4Stephen on Aug 27, 2009 19:30:28 GMT -5
After Jackson got a full com. radio check from his team he started talking again. "Alright listen up, i want all of you to be ready for anything that might happen down there. I know it all may seem like little go in and out operation but be prepaired for anything. Now, lets get our gear preped for launch. Jackson gets up from his seat and gets to a big container. He opens it up and starts calling his squad. "Al right lets get a move on, double time one by one" After calling his team Jackson puts his G36C away on a stack in the container. Followed by his knife and some of his heavy equipment. Then he goes to the Parachut closet, he takes one straps it on him and goes back to his seat.
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Post by Eric "X" Snyder on Aug 28, 2009 15:26:22 GMT -5
Tony watched as the rest of his squad set their gear in the containers.
With a slight groun, Tony pushed himself out of his seat and walked over to the crate. He sat his equipment inside, grabbed a chute, and sat back down. He was ready.
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Post by Purple4Stephen on Aug 28, 2009 16:05:32 GMT -5
((OOC: Lets speed this up a bit )) As all of the echo 1 members sat their weapons and grabed a chute per person. Jacksons com. started up agin. "1 minute till drop echo 1, get ready and remember crate goes first." Jackson changes the com frequency to his squad again. "Alright guys 1 minute till drop lets get ready at the door, set the crate as the first drop" The crate is positioned at the door with Jackson standing right behind it with his squad right behind him one by one. The light changes to green and as the doors open completely Jackson pushes the crate out. "Alrght Echo 1, lets fly!!!!" Jackson jumps out.
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Post by Mikey on Aug 29, 2009 4:00:23 GMT -5
Bobby Lee looked out the back of the plane for a moment, into the endless black and the small lights below. He had done a lot of stuff in his career in the Delta Force, but this was one that he had not. Jumping out of a plane. He wasnt scared, just... excited. This was going to be fun.
He stepped to the edge and absently reached to his sidearm. He'd given up his primary weapon and nothing else. He had no fear of losing the pistol, it being in a retination holster that required a depress of a button to pull the pistol free. He didnt like being helpless if they by chance landed in the middle of a hostile inhabited area. Not that it would do a lot against men armed with assult rifles or machine guns of various sizes, but he'd put up a stink before he went down, that was for sure.
He looked over at the diving commander, watching for his ok. He knew this was a LALO jump, Low Alttitude Low Opening jump, and oxygen or any special rig wasnt required. Just a parachute and a set of balls. Check and check. The commander gave him the go ahead, and he jumped, the other Delta operators hearing a loud call of 'Kowabunga!' He'd always wanted to say that, and it was true. It made it funner.
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Post by Eric "X" Snyder on Aug 29, 2009 9:29:59 GMT -5
(Sorry for the short-posts, my creative juices aren't flowing.)
Tony went to the end of the line as the rest began jumping. Finally, it was his turn.
After getting the thumbs-up from the operator, Tony flashed a nod, and dove off the airplane.
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Aug 29, 2009 15:00:50 GMT -5
It wasnt a fear of heights, Yuri had only done this kind of a jump twice before. Both werent very successful, but he was alive, so they obviously worked out pretty well. As he watched everyone else jump from the plane, he knew it was just ten seconds later that we would be doing the same. Working around electronics was his specialty, not jumping from planes with a parachute. At least he was sure that his toolbelt was all tightly too him, to there wasnt any reason to use the crate for that. If something came up and the crate was missed, he could live without the SMG, but without his tool hes just another man.
Yuri held the parachute securely, making sure the rip cord was at hand for easy access, staring off into the sky. He didnt exactly want to look down, but knew that it would be enevitable in the end. Closing his eyes, Yuri took a deep breath, and spoke to himself. "Third times the charm, right?" Then he let himself drop forward, until their was no turning back.
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Post by Purple4Stephen on Aug 30, 2009 6:49:13 GMT -5
(OOC:Kakashi you should start posting...))
As all of the teams drop down in the designated ruins near by Baghdad jackson takes off his parachut and hides it nearby. He takes out his handgun and puts a silencer on it. Then he takes out a GPS and tryes to pinpoint his squads positions and the crates position. It was still night but the dawn was not far away they had to work fast.
Jackson hides in a nearby cover and sturts up his com.radio.
"HQ this is Echo 1 leader, me and my squad have touchdowned at the designated positions but it seems that the package has droped a bit far off the course, somewhere between the town and the ruins. The team also seems scatered"
Jackson comes out of the cover to look around to see the surounding.
"Rodger that Echo leader, rergroup with the squad and retrieve the package before he morning patrol gets there"
Jackson stands up and starts quietly to move forward to the packages position.
"Rodger that HQ we will continue as planed,Echo 1 out!!"
Jackson changes the frequency to his squad.
"Jax here, it seems we have fallen scattered at the ruins, i want all of you to use your silencers on your side arms and shoot only if shot upon first, move quietly and proceede north of your positions to the crate drop, lets move it people the dawn will be coming soon and then it might be too late!!!!"
Jackson starts moving north keeping behind cover and trying not to get cought.
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