Rebel Wars (Part 2) (699 hits)
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Submitted by Williamson (View user info) at 2005-03-12 06:54:50 EST
** This makes little to no sense without reading the first one.
Part 1 : http://www.ubersite.com/m/61682 **
Williamson knew the fog was perfect for the assault. It had been the reason the assault was pushed by Colonel Mike before the forces were totally ready. It was now or never and Williamson knew this was their best chance at taking vital land from the enemy. Colonel Mike was well respected by his men and was colourfully referred to as "Mike The Scottish" by troops on both sides.
Captain Williamson pulled himself out of his foxhole and belly-crawled 30 feet to a nearby trench pulling himself in by his hands.
"G'day boys" said Williamson.
Two men looked back at their captain; both men tired and hungry. On the left was a strongly built man. Thick black goatee and eyes dark as coal. One of Williamson's most valuable men, Lieutenant Rad1101. To the left of him sat an older more worn-out man. Private Danger_Ranger.
"Shit, I thought you were killed last night!" exclaimed Williamson at the sight of Danger.
"We all did." replied Rad "I found him this morning 'bout 20 minutes ago cowering behind a drum and soaked in his own urine. He took a good beating last night, but the shells broke nothing but his nerves sir."
"Danger," said Williamson "are you going to be able to fight?"
"Y-y-yes sir, I mean I'll try sir, I mean I will sir." stammered back Danger. His whole body appeared shaking. The shell-shock had gotten to him last night and he was in a terrible mess.
"You boys ready to charge?" inquired Williamson.
"Ready to fight and die." answered Rad. "Oh and sir, we received information last night from Colonel Mike's HQ. We're going up against the Imperial 42nd Company. That's commandeered by a Major Mitchapalooza sir."
"Never heard of him."
"Well sir, he was a Sergeant til last night. The 42nd's Major's private car was shelled by us 3 days ago it seems. It turns out that shell took out the 2 Captains and a Lui as well. Then our Serge here decides to kill his competing officers in the 42nd using a private assassin last night and he declares himself Major through a battlefield promotion. Turns out that this Mitchapalooza guy is not the sharpest knife in the draw though cap'n. Under his control the 42nd will be a leaderless rabble of men. Not a well disciplined company."
"That's certainly a lot of info we have." said Williamson "How'd we get it?"
"The assassin sir." answered Rad already anticipating the question. "He was intercepted by our 5th, quite by accident around 3 this morning. Turns out some men in the 42nd who aren't too happy with Mitch being in charge fired at him. He had no choice but to cross no mans land and ended up stumbling into our own trenches in the dark and fog. The assassin's name is Stabkill. He looks out for nobody but himself. A rogue. Leaderless but dangerous. He told us everything we wanted to know. Unfortunately while the 5th was transferring the bastard to HQ he managed to escape. God knows where he is now. He can't cross the river, so he's somewhere behind us. Looks like we'll need to be watching our backs too."
The three men sat in the trenches waiting for an hour when they heard a call from a fellow soldier somewhere outside the trench.
"Hey! Hey!" cried a hushed voice
"Who's there?" called back Danger a little too loudly. Imperialists were notorious for their ability to land a shell into a Rebel trench from only the faintest of clues where to shoot.
"Where the fuck are you?" replied the anonymous voice.
"Down here." called out Williamson.
A small man crawled himself into the trench and then dusted himself off. It was Lieutenant Thorpe from HQ company.
"G'day mate." exclaimed Williamson "Good to fucking see you again."
"No time for fucking pleasantries Williamson. We're in a world of shit. HQ was shelled this morning. It was pretty fucking bad."
"Is the Scot alright?" worried Danger.
"Fucked if I know" replied Thorpe. "Last I saw him was round midnight. I went off to catch 40 winks cause I hadn't slept in a while when the shelling began. The fucking dorm was ripped to shreds by those fucking Imperial Cannons. I only had time to get the fuck out of there when the HQ building exploded. I don't know what they hit it with but they hit it good." he paused a moment to wipe mud out of his eyes "My CO, Captain Zakalwe was hit pretty fucking bad. I think he was done in. Without HQ the assault will be nothing but chaos. And the assault should be any minute now. "
"Ok. Danger; I want you to go send word to Alpha, Beta and Charlie squads. I want each of those squads to send a messenger to 3 more squads. And I want this to continue so every squad out here knows HQ is down. With Mike dead it means FelizJBirth is in charge. I want this to be known by every squad out there. Understood?"
"Yes sir captain Williamson sir" replied Danger drudgingly as he scurried out of the trenches towards Alpha company.
"Ok boys," said the captain "Thorpe, I want you to run up the right hand side. There's a lot of junk littering the field and I want you to use it as cover and get up to the front fast. I want you to take out the men at the artillery first before you concentrate on anyone else. From what I saw last night the 42nd only have one cannon here and she ain't very heavy. If you can just keep them occupied, me and Rad can charge the fuckers and get behind their lines with the help of Alpha company. Once we're behind the lines we raise it to fucking hell and get behind the 42nd and attack them from the back. This will get them sandwiched when Bravo and Charlie charge which is scheduled 3 minutes after we go. Rad, I want you to stick by..."
Without warning the sound of a whistle blew and the charge had begun.
"Let's give 'em hell!" screamed Thorpe charging out of the trenches.
The battle had begun.
** Sorry to the people that signed up for this but weren't put in. You'll definately get a spot in the tale by the end of the war. If anyone else wants in (which they won't) just tell me what side you want to be on. Rebel or Imperial**
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Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2006-03-10 23:59:19 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by jgreening (user info) at 2005-06-08 11:52:17 EDT (#)
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+2 cause the last guy is an idiot.
Submitted by notwelcomehurr (user info) at 2005-06-08 11:22:24 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by Stabkill (user info) at 2005-04-26 16:18:25 EDT (#)
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pic on the bottom was a bonus...hilarious.
Submitted by darko (user info) at 2005-04-13 09:45:44 EDT (#)
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Great series.
Submitted by Danger_Ranger (user info) at 2005-03-15 05:35:27 EST (#)
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I didn't sign up, nor did I tell you which side I wanted to be on... *sulk*
Submitted by Jungle_Jimanee (user info) at 2005-03-14 05:47:23 EST (#)
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I like the way this is going.
Submitted by Wazza (user info) at 2005-03-14 04:18:02 EST (#)
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a well drafted tale.
Submitted by thorpe (user info) at 2005-03-12 20:07:51 EST (#)
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I am the one that looks shellshocked in that picture. And twelve.
But this was fucking awesome.
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-03-12 08:35:22 EST (#)
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The two-tone pic.
And yes.
Submitted by mrwolf (user info) at 2005-03-12 08:17:02 EST (#)
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Thanks RAD... which picture do I look tall in? You notice my gay long hair?
Submitted by standardeviant (user info) at 2005-03-12 08:10:53 EST (#)
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Right on.
Submitted by williamson (user info) at 2005-03-12 07:56:14 EST (#)
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Submitted by mrwolf (user info) at 2005-03-12 07:52:02 (#)
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Heh... if your curious as to why I'm called mrwolf check this out just for shits and giggles...
www.wolfsweb.co.uk
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I always assumed it was a reference to Pulp Fiction, not to a rock band.
Learn something everyday.
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-03-12 07:55:59 EST (#)
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Puck, you look so much taller in that picture.
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-03-12 07:55:17 EST (#)
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http://www.wolfsweb.co.uk
Submitted by mrwolf (user info) at 2005-03-12 07:52:02 EST (#)
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Heh... if your curious as to why I'm called mrwolf check this out just for shits and giggles...
www.wolfsweb.co.uk
Submitted by williamson (user info) at 2005-03-12 07:49:28 EST (#)
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Submitted by mrwolf (user info) at 2005-03-12 07:40:03 (#)
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Liking this... Don't forget I want to be a bounty hunter!!!
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Not forgotten mate. With the creation of the Uberian and Rebel armies so quickly there is not much loyalty within the ranks so you can expect there are many outside factions and mercenaries all pushing their own agendas. Bounty hunters included.
MrWolf is a fucking champ name for a bounty hunter anyway.
Or a car wrecker that knows how to get Samuel L Jackson and Bruce Willis to dispose of a dead body before Quentin's wife comes home.
One of the two anyway.
Submitted by mrwolf (user info) at 2005-03-12 07:40:03 EST (#)
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Liking this... Don't forget I want to be a bounty hunter!!!
Submitted by Thirty_Four_Eggs (user info) at 2005-03-12 07:34:00 EST (#)
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"Let's give 'em hell!" screamed Thorpe charging out of the trenches.
The battle had begun.
The Imperial is gonna kick your asses! Haha this was good hope im in the next one.
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-03-12 07:20:44 EST (#)
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Awesome.