Sampson Squad-Sign ups are available

[ChrisMicool]

Day 1
11:21 P.M.
Sampson Squad
Somewhere outside of "Fortress Frenzy"......

"Hey, wake the hell up.....we're almost there kid"

I awoke to the deep, nerve-wrecking voice. It was none other but Sergeant. J. Sampson, my squad leader. Sampson's a man of average build, he has a hardy personality, and can take what any man throws at em.... well at least that's what I heard. This is my first mission with him, and as silly as it may sound....I'm terrified.

"Sampson, we're coming up on the bridge"

The man driving is Corporal. K. Everhart, the only guy Sampson respects. He and Sampson have served with each other since the early days of the war.Everhart's build is about the same as Sampson and is probably more understanding between the two. Everhart is cool when you get to know him, but just don't get on his bad side.

"Ok, get the boys to pull over, we're getting this mission in gear"

The mission was to go into the town and meet with a National defector. Thing is that the guy didn't show up at the given destination. Intel tells us that the defector is being held captive at a nearby camp. It really sound simple yes? We infiltrate the camp, get the defector, and make it in time just for eggs and hotcakes....

The mission started as soon as the squad got out the jeeps, we silently crept up the hills into the brush. We split into teams of four, my team quickly went to higher ground to give cover fire for when the escape was in progress. I set up my rifle accordingly, the peak was high enough I could see most of the encampment. Sampson and the other team got in closer to the camp, they then cut the barbed-wire fence open with some bolt cutters. I saw moonlight reflect off of Everhart's mirror, it was the signal. My team put on their suppressors and took aim on the sentries. We might just get to the base in time for some sleep.....



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[ChrisMicool]

Day 1 (continued)
11:45 P.M.
Sampson Squad
Somewhere outside of "Fortress Frenzy"

I held my breath and slowly pulled the trigger. My shot was soon followed by the others. I put my mirror up to show the sentries were taken care of. Sampson's team slowly started to crept up to the supposed tent the defector was being held captive. I saw Everhart swiftly throw in a flashbang, Sampson's team swooped in.....

Just according to plan......

Minutes had passed and I started to wonder what was taking Sampson's team so long. Then the camp's alerts started going off. National soldiers started pouring out of thier barracks and started running towards the tent Sampson was in.

"What the hell is going on down there?!", one of my teammates asked furiously.

I told him that it doesn't matter, and that we had to keep the bastards away from that tent. We quickly took off our suppressors and began cover fire. One of the soldiers quickly pointed at us, our position had been made.....

I then saw Sampson and the rest of his team run out of the tent. I told the others that we have to keep firing no matter what. One of soldiers had panicked and ran to the direction where the jeeps were parked. I cursed at him under my breath, the others stayed with me. Once I saw that Sampson's team had safely ran into the forest brush, me and the others got the hell out of there.

When we had regrouped at the jeeps, knowing the enemy was right behind us, we drove off was fast as we could. I asked Sampson where was the defector and his dossier....

"He's dead kid, and the dossier is gone! This whole thing was just some kind of damn trap!!" Sampson yelled violently.

My stomach dropped, and soon after that I heard gunfire. The enemy was driving right behind us.I quickly reached in my holster for my pistol and opened fire. I managed to get one of their drivers right between the eyes, the jeep quickly swerved off the road into a tree. This didn't help, there was two jeeps still following. Sampson opened fire on the second jeep, managing to get one of the jeep's wheels and get it to tip over violently.

"Hell yeah!!" Sampson yelled in glee.

Sadly, this moment was short lived. The last jeep had fired a tank buster shell, blowing up one of our jeeps.....two of our men had been killed. I felt rage and pain at the same time and started tearing. I soon pulled myself together and managed to fire some rounds into the jeep's hull and managed to slow them down. I calmed myself down for a few seconds.

"TAAAANKS!!!!!!!", Everhart quickly yelled.

One had missed us, but managed to blow the jeep up behind us.The other had fired a shell right in front of us. The blast had sent the jeep flying with all us being thrown out of it.... I was slowly passing out....

You-the wrong time-go unconscious k-d!! Now wa-e up!!", Sampson yelled furiously while yanking me up back on my feet.

The blast had caused to temporarily to go deaf, but I could still read Sampson's lips. He told me to go get the radio that one of the other mates had in the other jeep. Dodging gunfire and tank explosions, I quickly got to the other jeep and got to cover. I saw the radio on one the others. It was the same soldier who had ran away during the escape. Somehow, fate had made him useful still in death. I quickly radioed command that we needed immediate air support, they told me the closest squadron would be there in less than 30 seconds. I felt happy but worried at the same time, and two questions were in my mind. Would they get here in time? or will the enemy get to us before they can get here?.....

I yelled over to Sampson and Everhart that a Squadron will be here in 30 seconds. Their faces weren't any different.

"Do we look like we'll be here in 30 seconds?!", Everhart asked angrily.

"Looks we'll just have to dig a hole mate!!", Sampson responded.

I never knew 30 seconds took so long, and the enemy started to draw closer. I knew we were all doomed....

but then I heard a buzzing noise. The planes!!! The planes had finally come! I never felt so overjoyed in this damn war. They quickly swooped over the enemy forces and dropped bombs. I dropped on my knees. I saw Sampson and Everhart taking a breather behind the jeep.

It was over. At least I thought that at the time.....

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Give me your character's name, nickname, weapon of choice, personality, and a short bio. Have fun

Name: Relch van Hanlisch
Nickname: Xedrik
Faction: National
Weapons: AK-74, Gerhards Uber Greatest + Steel Hand Grenade.
Appearance: Tall, messy dark brown hair with dark brown eyes, and has white skin.
Personality: Is very funny, takes most things as a joke. When there is a battle he shows no mercy, he hates Royals.
Short bio: Grew up in the suburbs of a National city, later on went to join the army at the age of 17. He then went up ranks until he became captain and got his own squad to command.

[bannaman300]

Name: James Krueger
Nickname: Elm
Faction: Royal
Weapons: M16, M1911, MGL Grenade Launcher
Appearance: Medium Hieght, Sandy hair, small scar running along the side of his left eye
Personality: Withdrawn and Quite but not afraid to speak up about his beliefs. Mutual feeling towards Nationals
Short bio: Worked as a Farm Hand near Seaside Skirmish but forced to join the Army by his control freak dad

[ChrisMicool]

Next part coming tomorrow ^^

[KGB-Operative1]

Name: Dmitry Cherkisov
Nickname: Dima
Faction: Independent
Weapons: M4 w/SOPMOD kit, highly modified (suppressed) 45.ACP Makerov, and a ColdSteel Recon.
Appearance: Short, dark brown hair. Deep scar down the side of his left arm. No tattoos or other identifying marks. About 5 foot 11"
Short bio: Had engaged in numerous covert operations for the Sluzhba Vneshney Razvedki before defecting to the West. Currently unemployed as his skills are no longer necessary in the New World. He was involved in the assassination of a Eastasian spy operating in North America, and is suspected for involvement in many other operations. He is a patron of the arts, and enjoys Russian Ballet and the Russian Ice Skating Team. Also fluent in 3 languages.

I really like what you've done so far. And I don't normally like 90 percent of what I read here.
You've got potential.

[B.Randt-Stiffter]

Name: Trent Morris
Nickname: The Shark
Weapons: HK G3 TGS, CheyTac Intervention ( .408 Cheyenne Tactical chambering), suppressed M9
Appearance: Tanned, brown crew cut hair, brown eyes. Around 185 cm tall. Marks: A scar going straight from his earlobes to his chin.
Short bio: After being discharged from the Maroon Berets forces, Morris became an infamous killer due to his aggressive and fearless actions in his career in different militias all around the world. He got his scar during an operation of the Foreign Legion. Even though he's a brave soldier with much combat experience, his weakness is, that he tends to freak out and become aggressive.

Nice story so far, dude!

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(11-07-2012 07:12 PM)ChrisMicool Wrote:  Next part coming tomorrow ^^

Tomorrow has already passed... [In my location]

[ChrisMicool]

Sorry for the late update guys. Enjoy!!

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Great story, can I ask where the 4 people who applied accepted? Including me

[ChrisMicool]

All were accepted, and thanks for adding the factions, that made my life a bit easier

Edit:Updates will now be on Monday and Friday.

Also, all characters have been given parts in the story. Most them will be introduced in the next part and so on.

Relch van Haslisch- Co-antagonist
James Krueger- Protagonist
Dmitry Cherkisov- Primary antagonist
Trent Morris- Antagonist

[Necrobash]

Meh.

Name: Zakk Seer.
Nickname: Necro.
Faction: Unknown.
Weapons: AR-4500 assault rifle, combat knife, and a silenced 45. mm.
Appearance: Has a bag on his head with a single eye-hole in it to hide his scarred face. He wears a pilots uniform, and gloves he found on his dead comrade.
Personality: Silent. He solemn talks unless neccesary. He would rather be stabbing Royals with thier own knives.
Short bio: Nobody knows his background. He appeared on the battlefield one day, and began fighting.

[ChrisMicool]

Ok thank you, sign ups are closed...... for now.