Rebel Wars (Part 3) (719 hits)
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Submitted by Williamson (View user info) at 2005-03-13 23:36:20 EST
Part 1 : http://www.ubersite.com/m/61682
Part 2 : http://www.ubersite.com/m/61784
The three men, Rad, Williamson and Thorpe charged out of the trenches keeping their heads down as the whistling sound of shells roared above their heads. Fortunately the fog was causing mischief for the Imperial cannons and they were landing a good 50 yards behind the three men.
Thorpe ran up the right hand side of Rad and Williamson, using the wreckage of last nights stalemate battle as cover as he charged towards the enemy's artillery outpost. On his left, Rad and Williamson were charging through open ground deep into no man's land. A lot more dangerous route to go than Thorpe but vital to get into position for an assault against the enemy 42nd.
Craters were proving to be little defense against the impending barrage of shells coming towards the duo as the Imperialists got more and more accurate with every shot. A shot landed 10 or so yards from Williamson and threw the young Captain a good metre or so before he hit the ground, face down and not moving.
"Bullshit. You aren't fucking dying today. I'm not fucking attacking these guys by myself you bastartd" screamed Rad as he began dragging Williamson along the battlefield. Rad's superiour strength and size showed as Williamson flailed like a ragdoll in the mud behind him.
Williamson began shaking himself out of his grey-out and tried to pull himself up and run again but Rad kept dragging him for at least another 10 yards before Williamson's screams that he was ok was heard by Rad over the shelling and he let him go.
Dazed but not badly wounded Williamson began pressing his charge again. Out of nowhere behind them Alpha team showed up and joined the two crusaders towards the 42nd. The screams of Alpha company were those of determined men and brought courage to the heart of Williamson who was still very much dazed from his shelling.
"Hear that?" screamed Rad to his captain.
"What? Alpha?"
"No sir, the shelling from 42nd's artillery. It's over. Thorpe must be keeping them busy."
"Fucking oath, you're right mate! C'mon Rad, there's not much left to charge and in this visibility they won't see us coming til it's too late!"
"If you don't stop screaming," replied Rad "they'll hear us coming."
With that Williamson shut up and he along with Alpha and Rad charged up to the 42nd's fortifications and began firing upon Imperial entrenchments with their rifles and by lobbing grenades.
Rad was the first to charge into the trenches, diving in head first with his bayonet going deep into an Imperial Trooper's neck. Behind him a young Alpha soldier ran up to the front of the trench and began littering the trenches with bullets before the Troopers could fix their sights on Rad. The young rebel soldier in return took three bullets, two in his right arm and one in his chest, but ended up killing 4 Imperialists who had their attention on Rad and his bayonet melee dive. With the Imperial trench devoid of Imperial soldiers (or Troopers as they were called) Alpha team scurried in, bringing in the body of their fallen comrade.
The leader of Alpha team was a strongly built man with a thick brown handlebar moustache. Becoming quite famous amongst rebel troops for his quick-thinking and ballsy military tactics his name was Major Saxon.
"Shit," said Saxon to himself as he began to comfort his shot soldier "Shhh shhh. It'll be alright." The major turned his head towards the medic who shook his head to Saxon. The wound to the young boy's chest was fatal.
"Major major..." said the wounded rebel. Saxon put his ear to the lips of the boy. Everyone stood silently watching Saxon hear the last words from the terminal breath of the boy. Saxon slowly stood up and held his helmet over his heart silently for a few moments before he began looking out towards the next waypoint for the squad.
"Sir," piped up a young boy from the squad "What did JohnGalt say before he, uh, passed away sir?"
"I couldn't understand him," replied Saxon "He was so determined to tell me something, but what it was I don't know. And now, I'll never know. His last message to the world, unheard, unpassed on. A true tragedy of war... Well, come on boys. No more screwing around. We have to get over there and then double back into the rear of these damn imperialists. Williamson! What the bloody hell? If you and Lieutenant Rad are here who knocked out the artillery? Did that missing private whatshisname, Danger_Ranger do it?"
"Uh, no sir." replied Williamson "Danger was found but we sent him to you boys to pass on a message that HQ has been shelled. We sent a Lui named Thorpe to..."
"HQ's been shelled? Badly?" interrupted Saxon.
"Uh, yes sir."
"Then Feliz is going to need to be told he's in command. No time for this shit now though boys. Follow me!"
With that Saxon pulled himself out of the trench and the squad charged towards a crater some 2 hundred yards down the line, fortunately without the enemy spotting them.
"Ok," said Saxon "We're right behind them bastards now and Bravo and Charlie are keeping em' distracted on the other side of the lines. Boys I want to take them by surprise. Kill em before they know they're dead. Understood? Good."
The squad belly-crawled it's way to the back of Imperial fortifications silently. One by one the men creeped through the back and slaughtered the entire garrison without firing a single shot. A true testimony to Saxon's ability to lead.
This part of the line was now in Rebel hands and if assaults elsewhere were successful the entire line had fallen. Charlie squad had picked up Lieutenant Thorpe along the way and he was now safe within the newly occupied fort. Bravo had also picked up new company along the way.
"Captain Williamson, sir!" one of the rebels from Bravo shouted at full attention in front of the worn out captain laying on a table having a piece of shrapnel pulled out of his back from the shell that had grazed him earlier.
"What is it soldier?" inquired Williamson.
"We found a wounded rebel when we charged. He's very badly hurt sir."
"There are many badly hurt soldiers private," responded Williamson "Why are you bothering me with them. That's what medics are for."
"Ah, he's from your outfit sir. A private Danger_Ranger."
"Danger's hurt?!" interjected Rad sitting a yard away.
"Yes sir. We found him face-down in the mud. We thought he'd been shot. From where we found him being shot by the Empire in this fog would be a million to one, but no... sir... he was attacked with a knife."
Williamson looked straight at Rad and Rad returned the look. They both knew who had done it.
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Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2006-03-11 00:05:46 EST (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by jgreening (user info) at 2005-06-08 11:52:29 EDT (#)
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+2 cause the last guy is an idiot.
Submitted by notwelcomehurr (user info) at 2005-06-08 11:22:33 EDT (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by Stabkill (user info) at 2005-04-26 16:22:18 EDT (#)
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this is good but...Williamson = Fidel Castro, thorpe = Ernesto 'Che' Guevara possibly....
Submitted by Feijuada (user info) at 2005-04-21 06:11:35 EDT (#)
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Cool.
Submitted by Wazza (user info) at 2005-04-15 14:24:19 EDT (#)
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I missed this episode as well .Good one.
Submitted by darko (user info) at 2005-04-13 09:51:33 EDT (#)
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Dun dun dun!
Submitted by Danger_Ranger (user info) at 2005-03-15 05:53:34 EST (#)
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Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-03-15 02:01:02 (#)
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Saxon is a hard core motherfucker fer sure.
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I'M HARDCORE!!!! In the heat of battle I pump Rammstein through my Ipod(R) DAGNAMMIT!!!... and I WASN'T shell-shocked, I was in complete and utter disbelief that Williamson made Captain.
Submitted by Danger_Ranger (user info) at 2005-03-15 05:36:25 EST (#)
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Was it my wife??
Submitted by pen_name (user info) at 2005-03-15 02:04:26 EST (#)
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+2 for kickass battle plans.
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-03-15 02:01:02 EST (#)
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Saxon is a hard core motherfucker fer sure.
Submitted by Saxon (user info) at 2005-03-15 01:25:03 EST (#)
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Hahahaha this is fucking awesome.
How the hell did i miss this gem?
Hey Williamson that pic of me even scared me hehehehe damn i dont look to bad in army fatigues.
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-03-15 01:09:58 EST (#)
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http://www.ubersite.com/m/61862
Williamson, look at this post and tell me what you think.
Submitted by Jungle_Jimanee (user info) at 2005-03-14 06:00:40 EST (#)
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Ace
Submitted by funk_boy (user info) at 2005-03-14 04:51:10 EST (#)
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and one, and a two, and a three aaaaannnndndddddda
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-03-14 04:21:28 EST (#)
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You know that carbine is taller than you?
Submitted by Wazza (user info) at 2005-03-14 04:15:28 EST (#)
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Its good i like to hear more from this team.
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-03-14 04:08:36 EST (#)
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I have some new pics to work with now...
http://www.ubersite.com/m/61737
Submitted by thorpe (user info) at 2005-03-14 04:00:15 EST (#)
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Very very good.
I love stuff like this - badly written aesthetically, but goes into a lot more detail than usual about the tactics etc. It doesn't need to flow, as long as we get the picture clearly of what is happening.
In the Desert with Rommel, by his personal aide, Heinz Werner Schmidt. Read it, fools.
And the pic cracked me up. The great thing is that Rad is only ever going to be looking diagonally upwards, no matter where the enemy is.
Submitted by maiorano84 (user info) at 2005-03-14 03:45:35 EST (#)
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I like this idea. Keep it up.
Oh, and you can make me good or bad, I don't mind.
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-03-14 03:24:08 EST (#)
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http://www.ubersite.com/m/61862
Submitted by williamson (user info) at 2005-03-13 23:53:46 EST (#)
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Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-03-13 23:49:50 (#)
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You know the best stuff here gets +2s all around and little hits.
Keep this up.
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Yeah, fuck hitwhoring. I don't care anymore. I've always wanted to write a war novel and this is my shitty way of doing so.
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2005-03-13 23:49:50 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
You know the best stuff here gets +2s all around and little hits.
Keep this up.