TerraOps
Terran Civilian
Chief, Terran Operations
Terra-beautiful, mysterious, but not what you think.
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Registered: Oct 30, 2010 21:41:12 GMT -6
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Post by TerraOps on Aug 6, 2013 21:48:31 GMT -6
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Post by Spec. Victor Smith on Oct 7, 2013 15:42:38 GMT -6
While everyone fought the Cylons, Victor was stuck in the Frondal Islands specifically the city of Kep, doing the one thing he could do which was ensure the Ha La Tha didn't gain a foot hold in this city. He had been monitoring Ha La Tha activity coming to this chain of islands and Kep has a small port which would be great for smuggling just outside of Federal City. Armed with an M107, one of the most powerful fully automatic sniper rifle that the SF have, he was lying on top of a building he had made home since he left training. Officially the SF fight with the Ha La Tha was over but unofficially, the SF couldn't allow the Ha La Tha to continue to expand so he was there to ensure they didn't capture the city except he was on his own to do that. Lining up for the 2 mile shot, this was the only time he got to see the Regional Boss of this portion of the Ha La Tha; he loaded up the round and prepare to squeeze suddenly he received a text from Samuel. Tucking the tactical pad aside, he noticed his target was already in cover as he replied to the text, knowing that Samuel could now help him with this Ha La Tha issue which meant if he helped him with this issue then he would join this little team.
Slinging his rifle, all he could do was plan another way of taking out this Regional Boss for he knew if he took the man out then the Ha La Tha would be discouraged to make a real presence in this city. Walking into his apartment, he set his rifle aside as he turned to his laptop to check in with the Commodore before hitting the sack to get a few hours of sleep knowing in a few hours he'll have to take out a few soldiers on the street.
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Post by Spec. Samuel Winters on Oct 7, 2013 19:37:17 GMT -6
Getting onto the island thanks to the afternoon ferry, Samuel stayed to the outer streets to ensure the Ha La Tha wouldn't spot him as he parked in an alley way before making his way into the apartment. He had been here once before and knew where all the booby traps were as he opened the door carefully, stepping into the apartment and reset the counter weight to keep the shotgun from going off which would have blasted him through the door. Kicking the bed that Victor was in, Samuel set down his tactical pad as he took a sip of water knowing whatever help he needed it was going to get pretty dirty pretty quick even more he would be returning with none of the magazines that he bought off of the SF Armory Specialist. Taking a seat, he turned to Victor as he took a deep breath while setting down his rifle on the table; "What do you need help with? And if I help you, are you willing to take up a new assignment, there is a Gunnery Sergeant assembling a team and well wanted to know if you want to tag along?"
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Post by Spec. Victor Smith on Oct 7, 2013 20:46:03 GMT -6
Waking up, Victor hasn't been able to get a good nights sleep in a long time; ever since he was young, hes had a reoccurring dream that he hasn't managed to shake. Unsure of where he is, he is dragged away by soldiers from his parents who seem to not even see him while he's yelling out to them, for him he knew his parents died during the war according to Michael Thrax yet somehow he felt like the man wasn't exactly telling the truth. Rolling over, he was surprised that Sam got past all of his booby traps as he turned to the man while he slowly got up; "Sure once I finish with the business here, well, you interrupted me killing the Regional Boss of the Ha La Tha here so its time to take out all the frakkers. I've been scouting the building and well its pretty relaxed on the security but they use mostly elevators which limits their mobility so are you ready to take on the Ha La Tha?"
Getting up, he opened his locker to pull out his fully customized M4 which he had a new top of the line suppressor attached to the barrel and an attachment to catch the shell casings which came useful for assassinations since the police usually go after the shell casings. Setting it down on the table, he slipped on his vest with what spare magazines he had as he turned to Samuel; "I hope you didn't tell this Gunnery Sergeant too much about me?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2013 21:20:11 GMT -6
Christa enters into the room as they talk about the Gunnery Sgt, Oh come now, are you afraid of the Sgt? She laughs a bit then opens up her locker, grabbing her gear. You ladies have a good day. She zips up her leather jacket and throws her bag over her back.
Christa, a very well decorated veteran of the Special Forces, was like any other woman born and raised in the military. She took no crap from anyone and could dish and take whatever came at her. She may be built like a blow up doll but she was tough like a man.
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Post by Spec. Samuel Winters on Oct 7, 2013 21:32:01 GMT -6
Turning to the woman as she briefly came in, "I doubt Victor knows the meaning of being afraid or even scared then again I've known him since he left training," picking up his rifle as he connected the holo scope to his rifle. Connecting it to his vest, he slipped on his gloves before tucking his sunglasses into his vest and pulling out his protective glasses that hes been used to since he left training. Starting out of the room, he hasn't messed with the Ha La Tha in a while and knew their tactics which meant he had tactics to counter theirs starting with their weakness of firing blindly where he prefers accuracy over everything. Noticing the woman in the lobby, he noticed Victor right behind him as he turned to the woman; "About to assault a Ha La Tha safe house, wanna join along or do you have to get your hair done?"
Laughing a bit before stepping outside, he knew straight on assault would be expected then again the Ha La Tha wouldn't expect two SF's maybe three to take down their little operation here in Kep. Standing outside, he knew Victor had a little approach to all this and was going to let him take the lead after all he was here for reinforcements and knew the Regional Boss would be Victor's final kill in this shit town.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2013 21:40:50 GMT -6
No Princess, I don't get my hair done nor my nails... but I would be more than happy to teach you some manners. She smiles her smart ass smile before answering his question. Sure if you have room for a woman. I know how guys think women are inferior. I wouldn't want you to break a sweat or anything.
Crista smiles at herself as the guys try to keep her on track. For years, she has been with the Special Forces. It was starting to get to her mind.
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Post by Spec. Samuel Winters on Oct 8, 2013 6:49:11 GMT -6
Smirking, he set his tactical pad to full on attack which would block out all cameras and communication with false messages set on standby; "Maybe later, after all you'll fail like many others before," spotting Victor as he slipped his hat on backwards, "I didn't say inferior but I did say it would be nice back up just let Victor kill the Regional Boss, he'll be the bastard behind all these jackasses," setting his rifle into his shoulder as he started up the stairs which led to the plate glass windows that made up the building. Assaulting a Ha La Tha safe house was always a bit difficult since they knew all the ways to attack a single person but attacking three people is a bit different considering all of them were SF's which puts up a reputation of excellence.
Opening the door, he put two rounds into the guard while his tactical pad began jamming as he veered off to the right to take out the security office and freeze up the elevators instead he found the guards playing cards as he killed every single one of them with a grenade. Attaching a local jammer to the line, he stepped back out into the lobby as he pulled out magnetic strips which would weld the elevator doors shut as he placed them on the doors before walking over to the cargo elevator as he opened the doors; "This one has independent power and it goes to the top floor."
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Post by Spec. Victor Smith on Oct 8, 2013 8:56:11 GMT -6
Slipping on his safety glasses, he cocked his rifle before turning to the two of them; "Maybe after this, I'll let you two fight it out but as for now let's get this over with so I can leave this place," watching Sam hang right while he went for the dining area to take out what few soldiers were there as well as the chefs. Pulling out a spray can from his pack, he pulled off a painting before painting on gang tags from a local gang which would be better off in this city since its SF funded privately. Tossing the can aside, he took out a few more Ha La Tha soldiers hiding in the bathrooms before walking over the massive elevator as he slipped on a ski mask; "Just encase there are any survivors can't have them telling their bosses that this was us doing this otherwise the Cylons will be the last thing we need to worry about," slinging his rifle as he switched to his pistol. Screwing on a suppressor, he knew silence was their best tool and they still had that which was good since on this sort of operation that's the first thing to disappear.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 8, 2013 12:42:25 GMT -6
Christa smiles at the two men, I have got to keep you guys on your toes. And it gives me something to do other than chance after these idiots. She looks at Smith, No fighting amougst ourselves. It could causes feelings and tears. She smirks at then both then heads for the elevator.
While she waits for the elevator, she takes out her M4 and makes sure its loaded. Along with various other sidearms. Never can be too careful with the Ha La Thas. I have a few grenades too if you two need some.
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Post by Spec. Victor Smith on Oct 8, 2013 15:16:40 GMT -6
Turning to the woman as he whispered to both of them, "Officially we were never here but we have to make it look like a local gang attacked them so pistols are needed and I suggest you keep track of your casings cause if the CSI unit finds them then we have to admit we were here and the SF Division has been funding local gangs," keeping his other hand close to the barrel of his gun to catch the rounds as the doors opened. Firing two rounds into the soldier, one in the head and one in the chest with two shell casings in his hand; signaling Sam to move right as he moved to the penthouse room. Tossing in two stun grenades, he pushed open the doors as he planted three rounds into the Regional Boss' head with three more rounds in his hand before throwing one soldier onto the ground before shooting the man on the ground. Taking out the other body guards, he used one of their own pistols to plant the rounds as well as firing it into the glass to make it look like it was an inside job.
Painting the local gang symbol onto the glass and door, he waited for Samuel outside the room as he painted the last gang sign with his pistol holstered and his shell casings into his pocket as he wondered how the rest of them did.
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Post by Spec. Samuel Winters on Oct 8, 2013 15:33:13 GMT -6
Keeping to the right, Samuel dropped a few stun grenades into the first room only to take out a pair of soldiers in what appeared to be the armory as he picked up his shells before moving onto the other room which was empty but fired a few rounds into the wall making it look like a sloppy job followed by the last room where he killed a man on the toilet before shooting into the glass to make it appear a bit sloppier. Stepping out into the hallway as he holstered his pistol as well as tuck his empty shells into his pocket, he knew Victor had finished the job which meant now it was time to leave but he wondered if their little friend had the same luck as they waited for her.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 8, 2013 16:38:37 GMT -6
Christa runs through the smoke from the gernades, her music from her tactical pad blaring in her ears.
Firing off a few shots, taking down some soldiers of Ha La Tha. Her favorite part of the job is the head shots, just watching their heads explode made her day. As she makes it to where the guys are, she smiles and presses repeat on the pad.
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Post by Spec. Victor Smith on Oct 8, 2013 16:55:43 GMT -6
Walking over to the elevator as he started a timer on his watch before turning to Crista, "You have two minutes to decide if you want to tag along with us which means we're going to Darous to join this little team formed by Gunnery Sergeant Quinto in which as a Specialist Second Class, I can ensure you still get to kill shit," stepping into the elevator. He dialed the police and soon hung up to get the police to react which meant they would be here in three minutes and they were going to be long gone. Pulling out a detonator as he turned to Samuel, "So I hope you didn't leave much at the apartment cause otherwise its going to be on fire in a bit," flipping the switch as the apartment blew up in a massive fire ball as the doors opened. Not bothering to walk through the front door, he went around to the back which led to an alley and soon to the street as they stood in the alley way; Victor waiting for her decision.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2013 11:54:16 GMT -6
Walking over to the elevator as he started a timer on his watch before turning to Crista, "You have two minutes to decide if you want to tag along with us which means we're going to Darous to join this little team formed by Gunnery Sergeant Quinto in which as a Specialist Second Class, I can ensure you still get to kill shit," stepping into the elevator. He dialed the police and soon hung up to get the police to react which meant they would be here in three minutes and they were going to be long gone. Pulling out a detonator as he turned to Samuel, "So I hope you didn't leave much at the apartment cause otherwise its going to be on fire in a bit," flipping the switch as the apartment blew up in a massive fire ball as the doors opened. Not bothering to walk through the front door, he went around to the back which led to an alley and soon to the street as they stood in the alley way; Victor waiting for her decision. Oh this is going to be a fun time. Wow, men really are insecure when it comes to women. And here I thought you liked me. Of course I am going. How else am I going to get on your nerves. She smirks at the guys, knowing all to well this is going to be a pain in her arse.
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