Lt. Col. Tom Westin
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
Bravo Squad; KDF
Posts: 640
Registered: Feb 17, 2012 5:43:19 GMT -6
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Tauron
Feb 19, 2013 11:39:55 GMT -6
Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Feb 19, 2013 11:39:55 GMT -6
Ordering a handful of his men to stay, he started following the Colonel as the rest of his men sent a message to Jack as he tossed the old man a tactical pad; "Need your authorization code to start up the virus and get primed for deployment," starting down as his Marines pulled out their missile launchers encase any Cylon raiders wanted to pay them a visit.
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Col. Mason "Reaper7" Briggs
Colonial Officer
Colonel (MIA)
Till the red eye fades!!!
Posts: 272
Registered: Dec 8, 2011 16:24:35 GMT -6
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Tauron
Feb 20, 2013 17:23:24 GMT -6
Post by Col. Mason "Reaper7" Briggs on Feb 20, 2013 17:23:24 GMT -6
"If this does not work we will take them out the old fashioned way"
Mason taped the data pad a few times entering his code then noded. "how close do we need to get major ?"
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Lt. Col. Tom Westin
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
Bravo Squad; KDF
Posts: 640
Registered: Feb 17, 2012 5:43:19 GMT -6
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Tauron
Feb 22, 2013 6:48:17 GMT -6
Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Feb 22, 2013 6:48:17 GMT -6
Turning to the Colonel as he put a standby timer onto the virus, "Face to face with a hybrid meaning we'll have to board a basestar and I can get Jack to disable one so we don't end up in orbit," tucking his tactical pad away into his vest.
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Registered: May 18, 2024 6:53:04 GMT -6
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Tauron
Feb 22, 2013 7:21:38 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2013 7:21:38 GMT -6
Starting up the truck, Romo knew it took more time then he had originally thought as he jumped into his passenger's seat with a Terran Lieutenant as his driver. Setting his rifle down, he ordered his men to gather strung out gear before starting the race to the capital; sending a message to Tom that they would arrive first. Slipping on his sunglasses, he took a deep breath knowing this was the final straw he was going to make an ambush on the Cylons for a change.
Hours later, he began flexing his hand as he picked up his rifle, spotting some skyline that lasted through his last attack and several massive Basestars sitting on top of the city with clouds of raiders over them. Picking up his radio, he sent targeting orders to Jack before his team entered the crumbling city; ready to setup their diversion as quickly as possible.
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Gen. Jack Thrax
Terran Defense Forces
Freelancer
KDF
Posts: 479
Registered: Jul 13, 2012 15:21:51 GMT -6
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Tauron
Feb 23, 2013 8:03:46 GMT -6
Post by Gen. Jack Thrax on Feb 23, 2013 8:03:46 GMT -6
Rolling into position, Jack ordered the higher explosive rounds to be loaded up while the computer configured the cannons to target the mid section of the Basestar so it would be impossible for the ship to take off. Clamps lowered down to keep the wheels from moving as the twin cannons targeted before erupting in fire, sending dust into the air as the mid section of the Basestar exploded. Opening up the missile bays, the missiles rained out to take on the raiders; knowing that they had drawn all the attention leaving it up to Romo to make a secure path to the Basestar.
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Tauron
Feb 23, 2013 13:04:29 GMT -6
Post by NPC Marine on Feb 23, 2013 13:04:29 GMT -6
Rushing to the bridge, the alarms and Dradis had been going off on incoming enemy fighters meaning the Cylons had found them which meant there was nothing they could do to counter them. Ordering the ship to lockdown, she inputted the coordinates of Virgon just encase there was a Basestar waiting for them in orbit as the countdown started; sending a flash message to all the teams just before the ship jumped away. Noticing the flash message, he noticed that the Venture had left due to increase activity which meant no weapon drops or reinforcements for a while. Bringing up his current location, he forwarded it to Tom before moving along with Sam; hoping the best of luck in bringing the virus online. :Lieutenant Smith: Holding onto his M107, he kept the barrel pointed down as he walked across the sandy road, he was paying attention not just to the chatter in his ear but the Colonel's behind him even if one of them was just a civilian. He had been weighed down by gear that was so far no use to him but something didn't feel right considering only hours ago that Romo and Jack was ambushed and that region looks much like this one. Taking it slow, he moved his rifle onto his shoulder as he surveyed the cliffs for barrels or anything that could trip an alarm in his head. Suddenly, bullets tore through the air as he dropped down into in a fox hole before opening fire but heard a yell in the background as he noticed that Mr. Thrax was on the ground trying to crawl to cover. Calling over a fellow Marine, he unclipped his pack as he set down his rifle before running over to him; dragging him to the fox hole as he noticed the round was a through and through. Taking the man's M-4, he knew he couldn't help him just yet as they began firing back; unsure on where the enemy was but for now time was racing against them with Michael bleeding out.
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Tauron
Feb 23, 2013 22:08:19 GMT -6
Post by Rear Admiral Samantha Martin on Feb 23, 2013 22:08:19 GMT -6
Sam was pulled from the line of fire by a marine, while another fired back at the incoming cylons and provided them with enough cover. When they were safely behind cover, the marine reloaded his rifle and continued to fire while the other shook Sam lightly. "Lt. Colonel. Ma'am, snap out of it."
Her hazel eyes fluttered open, and she let out a low groan. "What ... what happened? Someone give me a frakking answer." The woman rubbed her head, and saw that her hand was covered it blood. The marine handed her a towel, allowing her to keep pressure on the deep gash on her forehead. "You were knocked unconscious, ma'am. We won't be able to hold this position for long, and we've got one bleeding out."
Though her vision was blurring, Sam looked over to see what the marine was talking about. She growled at the man as he pointed to Michael. Reaching for her own pack, she pulled out something and handed it to the marine. "Get his wound wrapped and do what you can. Now!" Sam pulled herself up into a sitting position, keeping her eyes fixed on Michael. "I swear to Gods, I'm going to kick your ass."
(**OOC: I apologize for my long absence, and for not posting sooner, but I've been dealing with issues in RL. Family comes first, though. Again, my deepest apologies to those I've been Rping with here.**)
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Tauron
Feb 24, 2013 5:46:31 GMT -6
Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Feb 24, 2013 5:46:31 GMT -6
The hit for him was so clean and had knocked the air out of him as he finally came around almost forgetting what happened as he tried to get up before being pushed down by a Marine. Noticing Sam, he looked down to notice it was a through and through; "Kick the Cylon's ass now will you," trying to reach into his medical pack on his leg, "I've got medical foam in the medical pack next to my holster just fill the wound with it."
He hated medical foam but it does save lives and would help him till he could get back on his feet it would even help with surgery later on but the only problem was he would have to reapply it.
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Registered: May 18, 2024 6:53:04 GMT -6
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Tauron
Feb 24, 2013 5:56:01 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Feb 24, 2013 5:56:01 GMT -6
Rolling into position, Jack ordered the higher explosive rounds to be loaded up while the computer configured the cannons to target the mid section of the Basestar so it would be impossible for the ship to take off. Clamps lowered down to keep the wheels from moving as the twin cannons targeted before erupting in fire, sending dust into the air as the mid section of the Basestar exploded. Opening up the missile bays, the missiles rained out to take on the raiders; knowing that they had drawn all the attention leaving it up to Romo to make a secure path to the Basestar. Racing into the city, the buggies moved into position where Romo and the passengers of those buggies had dropped off before the buggies reached their destination. Running across the rubble, they dropped into a hole from the old subway line and with the recent foot traffic; running through the tunnel they soon found a ramp leading onto the Basestar. Boarding the Basestar was easy but securing it would be rather difficult but they could at least draw some attention to themselves considering the Terran/Tauron team was inbound.
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Col. Mason "Reaper7" Briggs
Colonial Officer
Colonel (MIA)
Till the red eye fades!!!
Posts: 272
Registered: Dec 8, 2011 16:24:35 GMT -6
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Tauron
Feb 24, 2013 14:00:23 GMT -6
Post by Col. Mason "Reaper7" Briggs on Feb 24, 2013 14:00:23 GMT -6
Turning to the Colonel as he put a standby timer onto the virus, "Face to face with a hybrid meaning we'll have to board a basestar and I can get Jack to disable one so we don't end up in orbit," tucking his tactical pad away into his vest. two of masons heavy raptors landed near the base and picked them up, he threw in his gear in as he looked at the all black raptor it was his modified and still displaying the 17th shadow squad insignia then mounted one of the side guns on the wing. "lets get a move on"
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Lt. Col. Tom Westin
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
Bravo Squad; KDF
Posts: 640
Registered: Feb 17, 2012 5:43:19 GMT -6
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Tauron
Feb 25, 2013 10:09:09 GMT -6
Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Feb 25, 2013 10:09:09 GMT -6
Climbing onboard the raptor, he got a confirmation from Jack that they had successfully grounded a Basestar and that Romo was already onboard; "We need to get a rush on, Colonel, they're already causing trouble," holding on to the side as his men climbed onboard before whispering to his Marine, "conserve ammunition bullets to the head."
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Col. Mason "Reaper7" Briggs
Colonial Officer
Colonel (MIA)
Till the red eye fades!!!
Posts: 272
Registered: Dec 8, 2011 16:24:35 GMT -6
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Tauron
Feb 26, 2013 17:01:53 GMT -6
Post by Col. Mason "Reaper7" Briggs on Feb 26, 2013 17:01:53 GMT -6
The Raptor wiped away the burning smoke from the downed as they hovered meters from the haul of the base star Mason jumped off the mounted gun on to the haul with a roll and pointed towards a hatch that needed cutting, the egener went to work. Mason could see cylons pouring out of the hatch on the far side, he taped his head set
"let them have it"
The heavy raptor unloaded on the cylons advancing with the under belly gun, hot shells rained down on there entry point.
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Lt. Col. Tom Westin
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
Bravo Squad; KDF
Posts: 640
Registered: Feb 17, 2012 5:43:19 GMT -6
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Tauron
Feb 27, 2013 9:21:54 GMT -6
Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Feb 27, 2013 9:21:54 GMT -6
Jumping down out of the raptor, Tom and his men began to race onto the hull of the Basestar considering they knew of an easier way to board and it would draw less attention to themselves. Running across the hull, they slung their rifles for they were headed towards the raider launch slots since they know from experience that no Centurions would be around that and someone would have to be insane to come in from there. Pulling out what explosives they had left, they dropped it down into a Cylon launch tube as it erupted into flames before they dropped down onto the deck of the Cylon interior.
Pulling out their rifles, they started through the interior but staying out of the way knowing they had to cross most of the ship to get to the Hybrid which meant the incursion team had to make a lot more noise.
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Tauron
Feb 28, 2013 11:49:20 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2013 11:49:20 GMT -6
Pushing the Cylons back, he kept pushing forward as his men began running down on bullets but they knew that Tom's team had to get past otherwise this was all for no reason. Tapping his radio, he sent coordinates to Jack for precision firing before moving for cover; hearing the tank round blow a hole into the corridor and soon destroying the Cylons in front of them before they moved on. Setting up inside a small communication hub, they began setting up overloads all over the ship to draw the Hybrid's attention and hopefully the Centurion's attention elsewhere while they fortified their position.
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Lt. Col. Tom Westin
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
Bravo Squad; KDF
Posts: 640
Registered: Feb 17, 2012 5:43:19 GMT -6
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Tauron
Feb 28, 2013 12:28:05 GMT -6
Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Feb 28, 2013 12:28:05 GMT -6
Pushing forward, Tom could feel the explosion but he knew the distractions would allow them to move through without any issues and in fact it did as they approached the Hybrid chamber. Securing the room, Tom tapped his radio as he prepared the virus for launch; "All ground units flip off radios and tactical pads," watching his men starting shutdown as he connected it directly into the Hybrid. Suddenly the red lights went offline before coming back with white lights so blinding that it blew out the bulbs but sent out the massive wave that began shutting down Centurions one by one and at the same time began blowing out Terran tech before destroying the Hybrid.
Being thrown back, sparks came off of his earpiece but knew with everything dead that this planet was protected but now he was a little more iffy if this would work elsewhere. Pulling out the emergency radio, he began ordering his team to fall back before opening a channel to the Colonel; "Suggest you find Michael and the rest of them the rest of us will fall back and wait for the Venture."
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