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Post by Rear Admiral Samantha Martin on Feb 25, 2012 0:47:10 GMT -6
"kid....you and me both, i get this twitch on the back of my trigger finger" he wiggled his finger in the air "And me yours sam, just like old times. damn these hills remind me of home", a noise crackled from the brush and he halted the 2 Squads, a rabbit ran across the field and into a whole. "i wish all the cylons where rabbits, this war would be over and we would have lots of stew" he chuckled and scanned the hill side for a moment Sam chuckled a bit as Reaper wiggled his finger around in the air. She stuck hers out as well. "Mine too ... guess we've got an itch to shoot something, huh?" The woman felt herself jump slightly as a rabbit bounded out of the bushes and ran across in front of the team. Shit. She was on edge way too much. Once her heart stopped racing, she raised an eyebrow. "Rabbit stew?" She asked with a hearty laugh. "I prefer the little squirrels myself..."She crinkled her nose and grinned at the thought. As they kept on, Mason's remark about home brought back the memories of childhood. If only things were that simple again... "Hell, I'd even put up with those annoying dust storms just for a chance to be back on Tauron, even for a day. Just to be home again." The hills did resemble the ones back home, but the climate surely did not. Sam was shaken from the memories at the slightest movement off to the side. Her head turned slowly. "We've got movement, eleven o'clock ... I don't think it's rabbits this time either."She flipped the safety off of her weapon, better to be ready. Better safe than sorry.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2012 0:26:46 GMT -6
Coming out of the bushes and trees around them, a particularly different Cylon emerged with rifles in hand but had them trained on Reaper and Sam with everyone else; "Drop your rifles, you are outnumbered and likely hood of you surviving is against you. Coming out of the bushes behind them, were four legged Cylon crabs with automated cannons pointed at them to ensure they didn't decide to run. Both beautifully crafted, both weren't relics of a war but were the cutting edge with A.I. technology. The lead Centurion lowered his rifle but kept it in his hands as a few more Centurions approached with larger weapons; "I promise once my leader is done talking with you, your weapons will be returned and you will be allowed to leave without being fired upon."
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Col. Mason "Reaper7" Briggs
Colonial Officer
Colonel (MIA)
Till the red eye fades!!!
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Post by Col. Mason "Reaper7" Briggs on Feb 26, 2012 14:54:28 GMT -6
"kid....you and me both, i get this twitch on the back of my trigger finger" he wiggled his finger in the air "And me yours sam, just like old times. damn these hills remind me of home", a noise crackled from the brush and he halted the 2 Squads, a rabbit ran across the field and into a whole. "i wish all the cylons where rabbits, this war would be over and we would have lots of stew" he chuckled and scanned the hill side for a moment Sam chuckled a bit as Reaper wiggled his finger around in the air. She stuck hers out as well. "Mine too ... guess we've got an itch to shoot something, huh?" The woman felt herself jump slightly as a rabbit bounded out of the bushes and ran across in front of the team. Shit. She was on edge way too much. Once her heart stopped racing, she raised an eyebrow. "Rabbit stew?" She asked with a hearty laugh. "I prefer the little squirrels myself..."She crinkled her nose and grinned at the thought. As they kept on, Mason's remark about home brought back the memories of childhood. If only things were that simple again... "Hell, I'd even put up with those annoying dust storms just for a chance to be back on Tauron, even for a day. Just to be home again." The hills did resemble the ones back home, but the climate surely did not. Sam was shaken from the memories at the slightest movement off to the side. Her head turned slowly. "We've got movement, eleven o'clock ... I don't think it's rabbits this time either."She flipped the safety off of her weapon, better to be ready. Better safe than sorry. mason laughed and thought back to Tauron, he swiveled to his eleven as she called it out the squad formed a defense line before he could say a word, he watched with widened eyes as the cylons came out from the hills brush. "Thats new"At the moment he thought up 6 different ways out of this but all would end with loss of life, his blood boiled at the thought. "Fraking ambush" He watched as their air support raptor closed in on there position, he clicked his mic three times and they held with weapons trained, his rifle trained on the lead cylon, he looked at Sam "gods know i want to fight this one out but i dont think we need losses this early in the fight, im open to a second opinion Lt"he could see the Squad getting twitchy
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Post by Rear Admiral Samantha Martin on Feb 26, 2012 19:10:25 GMT -6
Sam chuckled a bit as Reaper wiggled his finger around in the air. She stuck hers out as well. "Mine too ... guess we've got an itch to shoot something, huh?" The woman felt herself jump slightly as a rabbit bounded out of the bushes and ran across in front of the team. Shit. She was on edge way too much. Once her heart stopped racing, she raised an eyebrow. "Rabbit stew?" She asked with a hearty laugh. "I prefer the little squirrels myself..."She crinkled her nose and grinned at the thought. As they kept on, Mason's remark about home brought back the memories of childhood. If only things were that simple again... "Hell, I'd even put up with those annoying dust storms just for a chance to be back on Tauron, even for a day. Just to be home again." The hills did resemble the ones back home, but the climate surely did not. Sam was shaken from the memories at the slightest movement off to the side. Her head turned slowly. "We've got movement, eleven o'clock ... I don't think it's rabbits this time either."She flipped the safety off of her weapon, better to be ready. Better safe than sorry. mason laughed and thought back to Tauron, he swiveled to his eleven as she called it out the squad formed a defense line before he could say a word, he watched with widened eyes as the cylons came out from the hills brush. "Thats new"At the moment he thought up 6 different ways out of this but all would end with loss of life, his blood boiled at the thought. "Fraking ambush" He watched as their air support raptor closed in on there position, he clicked his mic three times and they held with weapons trained, his rifle trained on the lead cylon, he looked at Sam "gods know i want to fight this one out but i dont think we need losses this early in the fight, im open to a second opinion Lt"he could see the Squad getting twitchy Sam kept her weapon trained on the apparent leader of the group, there was no way she was going to give her weapon up. "Shoot me if you have to, I'm keeping my gun." Reaper was right, they'd walked right into an ambush. She knew that distress transmission sounded strange, and there was no sight of the "person" who sent it. Moving her hand down slowly to her pants pocket, she felt around for anything. A grenade would have been perfect at that very moment. Sam looked back over at Reaper, "I agree, we'd probably die fighting. But we're most likely going to be killed anyway, I don't trust the word of that toaster." Like the rest of the squad, she wanted to simply open fire and hope for the best. Looking around at each of the men, the Lieutenant stood tall next to their XO. "If we're to die here, I'd rather die fighting... But it's your call sir, you've got my support." She managed a smile to her friend and fellow Tauron.
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Npc Terran Military
Terran Defense Forces
Terran Defense Forces
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Post by Npc Terran Military on Feb 26, 2012 19:47:43 GMT -6
*Sneaking around round in bushes leaves, reaching my throat mic pressing the pitt*
"Sir this site in over a old mine, maybe we can save the Colonial's or bury the these Cylons."
*Releasing the pitt staring down the sniper scope*
"That's a good idea make it happen, save the Colonial's as there surrounded"
"Understand sir just keep then busy and when I say cover the site in smoke."
*Putting my rifle om safty slowly hooking it to my back, crawling back down the hill. Making it back to the path waving the two men to follow. Creeping down the path to a mining opening, sneaking under the boards and over growth.*
"Come on guys I need those numbers on there where about's"
*Moving throughout the mine pointing my rifle, looking through the night vision.*
"Sir we crunched the numbers and they should be right above us we think"
"Good work men, place the charges"
*Removing the pack's digging around grasping the detonator cord taping it to the rocks and dirt. Reaching back in grabbing some steal right angle bars with alittle slow burn explosive foam taping them up over the cord in key places. Watching the men ready to move out, we then back off abit.*
"Ok sir were ready smoke them now."
*Singling the troops as we toss in smoke grenade between the cylons and Colonial's. Counting to ten as I radio back*
"Ok tunnelrat we have a go"
*Hitting thw switch the det cord slowly burns as the foam goes off burning a hole in the mine allowing the Colonial's to drop down in the thick smoke cloud. Just in time as the men above star firing setting off this firefight. Moving in placing goggles on there head's as they can see*
"How guy's I am Tunnelrat we been in hiding for a while, sorry about the fall. Stay quiet and lets get out off here we rigged the mine to blow."
*Taking up the rear helping the men up taking aim to the big hole moving back down the tunnels to the opening.*
"Move it we have a ten count, 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1"
*A loud beep after one has the C4 arm hit zero followed by a big boom, as the mine caves in at once. The ground drops on the cylon's hitting the mine floor as the wall fall ontop of them. The mine entrance caves in.*
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General Odin Cotter
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Post by General Odin Cotter on Feb 26, 2012 19:49:08 GMT -6
"Squad 6 come in, I repeat come in is everyone safe!"
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Post by NPC Marine Officer on Feb 26, 2012 19:50:26 GMT -6
"Squad 6 come in, I repeat come in is everyone safe!" *Hearing Cotter's voice over the radio, backing down the hill regrouping with my men* "Squad 6 to cotter every is fine we got the Colonial's, that Seven you were taking about is hear. Were heading down the hillside now covering our tracks, sir I also sent two men to gather your wife."
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General Odin Cotter
Terran Defense Forces
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Your Saviour
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Post by General Odin Cotter on Feb 26, 2012 19:51:28 GMT -6
"Squad 6 to cotter every is fine we got the Colonial's, that Seven you were taking about is hear. Were heading down the hillside now covering our tracks, sir I also sent two men to gather your wife." "Good I am glad she probably freaked out and tell TunnelRat go easy on the explosives next time"
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Post by Npc Terran Military on Feb 26, 2012 19:52:42 GMT -6
"I need two men to head to Cotter's cabin extract his wife. Take her back to the base"
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Col. Mason "Reaper7" Briggs
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Colonel (MIA)
Till the red eye fades!!!
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Post by Col. Mason "Reaper7" Briggs on Feb 26, 2012 20:59:24 GMT -6
he watched her shuffle the grenade around in her off hand, and saw numerous nods from the two Squads, mostly hardened Taurons, he knew they did not come there to be captured but to kick ass till they smelled sh!+
"lets give them a fight then, till the red eye fades"
He flipped off the safety and armed his grenade launcher and signaled the support raptor for a 5 second and fire, then threw his scope he saw a few men in the brush, and threw sam to the ground
"where in the favor of the fraking gods Lt"
He pulled her from the dirt rubble and then moved off with who ever just saved there collective asses the sound of mines reached his ears as the cleared the dusts cloud, fallowed by a barrage of fire, the support raptor joined in on the bombardment of the cylons position.
"sound of marines!!! and any parts that are missing"
He Brushed the dust and dirt from his vest and face, then dumped the dirt from his pack
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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2012 0:19:15 GMT -6
Crawling over to Reaper, the Centurion dropped a radio with Alex speaking on the other end; "I see that fighting instinct has came out, I wanna meet and and you can bring Sam but you can bring a pistol. I'll meet you in temple ruins and...if I see a raptor I will be walking but I'm not linked to the Cylons here other than those that are loyal to me which you just killed. My old friend, there is always a reason and even more a cause why we do somethings but we're both on the wrong sides of this war. Temple ruins my brother in 24 hours or I will walk."
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Col. Mason "Reaper7" Briggs
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Colonel (MIA)
Till the red eye fades!!!
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Registered: Dec 8, 2011 16:24:35 GMT -6
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Post by Col. Mason "Reaper7" Briggs on Feb 27, 2012 2:15:49 GMT -6
Crawling over to Reaper, the Centurion dropped a radio with Alex speaking on the other end; "I see that fighting instinct has came out, I wanna meet and and you can bring Sam but you can bring a pistol. I'll meet you in temple ruins and...if I see a raptor I will be walking but I'm not linked to the Cylons here other than those that are loyal to me which you just killed. My old friend, there is always a reason and even more a cause why we do somethings but we're both on the wrong sides of this war. Temple ruins my brother in 24 hours or I will walk." Mason pondered over his words then pulled his pistol and put a round in the crawling cylons head, he watched it die then turned to sam "I think he want to talk lets go see him, i still have that politician reasoning i guess, ill hear his terms of surrender "
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Post by Rear Admiral Samantha Martin on Feb 27, 2012 3:08:38 GMT -6
Sam wiped the dust and bits of rubble off of herself, wondering what the hell just happened. She had no idea where the terrans forced had shown up from. "Thanks," She said, looking over at Mason. He had instinctively thrown her down for protection, though she was slightly in shock still. An eyebrow raised as they listened to the centurion before Reaper finished the job and blew it's head off. Handing her rifle off to one of the marines, she took up a pistol and flipped the safety back on. "Alright, let's get this over with..." The two of them started off down the road. "From what I can tell, the temple ruins are....here," She pointed to a located on the map, the terrain would most make it a rough trip.
Sam folded the map and tucked it into her back pocket. "We can use the truck to get there perhaps." The more she thought about it, the more irritated she became. They'd just left an ambush, and were probably walking right into another one. That thought pissed her off. "My political side buried itself a long time ago. So if you say shoot, I'll shoot." She said with a chuckle, dust stirring up under their feet as they walked. "Wonder what he wants this time. Maybe just an opportunity to kill us both in person, huh?"
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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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Post by Col. Mason "Reaper7" Briggs on Feb 27, 2012 14:35:29 GMT -6
Sam wiped the dust and bits of rubble off of herself, wondering what the hell just happened. She had no idea where the terrans forced had shown up from. "Thanks," She said, looking over at Mason. He had instinctively thrown her down for protection, though she was slightly in shock still. An eyebrow raised as they listened to the centurion before Reaper finished the job and blew it's head off. Handing her rifle off to one of the marines, she took up a pistol and flipped the safety back on. "Alright, let's get this over with..." The two of them started off down the road. "From what I can tell, the temple ruins are....here," She pointed to a located on the map, the terrain would most make it a rough trip. Sam folded the map and tucked it into her back pocket. "We can use the truck to get there perhaps." The more she thought about it, the more irritated she became. They'd just left an ambush, and were probably walking right into another one. That thought pissed her off. "My political side buried itself a long time ago. So if you say shoot, I'll shoot." She said with a chuckle, dust stirring up under their feet as they walked. "Wonder what he wants this time. Maybe just an opportunity to kill us both in person, huh?"He looked at the map and the out to where the ruins where. "lets foot it i want to see what where walking into, dont want him to hear us coming"...he jumped over a small fallen tree then stop and took out his eagle eyes and scanned 100 meters in front of them. "yeah its not the best plan, but if i know ace he wants to gloat about a couple of thing and say a speech or two, when that's over". he looked at her. "feel free to pop him" he laughed then they continued on through the hills They reached the tree line to the ruins and laid pron, reaper pulled his Eagle eyes and scanned the area, then handed them to sam. "he's by the large pillar, suggestive approaches Lt?" he wanted to see if her training stuck, he had no doubt that it did he just wanted to see the gears turn, mason shuffled in his vest for an explosive mag round and loaded it into his pistol then check his other pistol.
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Post by Rear Admiral Samantha Martin on Mar 8, 2012 0:49:14 GMT -6
Once the two of them had put some distance away from the ruins, Sam looked over Reaper. "And I didn't even get to shoot at least one of those walking tin can," She said, nodding her head towards the centurions that stood along side their former comrade and shipmate. "Looks like I got all muddy for nothing." She grinned. The Lieutenant wondered what else might be hidden away in that data pad Mason tucked away. She jumped a bit at the sound of thunder. The rain seemed to be coming down just as hard now, as they stood on the hill looking down at their enemies. "So what now, XO? Shouldn't we have heard from any of the others by now?" Sam was sure the team was fine, but it worried her that no one had checked in. Smurf, Michael ... Hell, she hadn't even gotten the chance to see if Clayton was down on the planet and safe yet. Mason looked up and let the rain fall on his face and took a breath and thought. "looks like this is going to be a long fight Lt. some one should be checking in, ace said cavil was close thats one thing i believe out of his mouth" His radio crakled to life and thrax came over it. "this is romeo we copy your last sit tight" he looked around to get headings. "so this truck of yours, how good is it off road kid". they started back for the forwarding base they set up. As both Sam and Reaper left the temple ruins, leaving behind Ace and the centurions, they started down the hill and back onto the road, heading towards the Colonials makeshift "base" in Alpheus. "I know that must've been hard for you..." Sam offered her old friend a smile as a voice came in over their radios. "Looks like we're not the only ones finding trouble." She smirked, kicking a rock and watching it bounce down the road. Eyes scanned from side to side, watching for signs of enemy activity. The sounds of thunder booming almost sounded as if more ships had jumped into the atmosphere. She took a minute to stop and rest as they finally arrived back at the camp. We've all gotten soft, she thought, catching her breath. They all needed to be on more ground missions, instead of floating around in constant space. While a few of the marines loaded up several boxes of ammunition in the back of the silver pick up she'd borrowed from Rebecca, Sam turned back to look at Reaper. She dug the keys from her pocket and said, "So, you want to drive or do you trust me?" A wicked grin formed on the Lieutenant's face as she twirled the keys around on her finger.
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