Col. Rebecca Stonebridge
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
KDF; Instructor
Posts: 280
Registered: Feb 11, 2012 20:56:58 GMT -6
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Post by Col. Rebecca Stonebridge on Apr 16, 2012 12:28:23 GMT -6
Listening carefully to Michael, she turned to the Operatives as they started moving the satellite into position; "South Beachhead in the southern bridge of the city is the target...glass it quickly," turning to men in her team as they reported the building was secure, "I need snipers at the higher levels can't let the Cylons capture this building."
Setting up her own sniper rifle, she took aim at the door as the Terran Operatives gave her an update on the satellites position to its new target.
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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 Apr 17, 2012 0:28:20 GMT -6
Listening carefully to Michael, she turned to the Operatives as they started moving the satellite into position; "South Beachhead in the southern bridge of the city is the target...glass it quickly," turning to men in her team as they reported the building was secure, "I need snipers at the higher levels can't let the Cylons capture this building." Setting up her own sniper rifle, she took aim at the door as the Terran Operatives gave her an update on the satellites position to its new target. reaper herd the chatter over the radio about another glassing of the cylon beach head, he turned the mini cannon on auto and grabbed his gear he motioned his men for the grappling guns "lets make our get away" he clicked his head set "romeo to long shot i have a sniper team and we just got evicted, heading to your location" there was a smaller building in the back of the building they where in, that would be there exit plan then they would roof hop it to long shots location. Reaper smashed out the windows and hooked up the gas pressure harpoon, took aim and fired, as did the others. Their lines reached the other building, a loud explosion shook the floor, mason pulled down on his cable to make sure it would hold. "this should be as fun as it was in my head" His unit looked at him and smiled. Just as he hooked his zip line on a cylon raider glided right up into view, one of the marines took up the last rocket launcher and shot it down, the blast almost burnt there faces off. Mason recovered and motioned for them to go,he could hear the clankers making there way through the office doors, he pulled the C-6 explosive trigger from his vest pocket and armed it as he pushed off the ledge zipping across to the other building through the heavy pouring rain, bullets blazed and zipped past his head and his team, then he pushed the trigger and the whole floor went up in flames pushing clouds of smoke and paper into the wind. He cut the line before reaching the ground of the other building, he hit the deck hard and tumbled into an air unit system and brought up his riffle and fired on a approaching raiders ,then rolled out of the way of their fire. Mason loaded a fresh mag as he threw him self to the deck "Take cover!!!" he rolled over the air unit as the rounds passed through it, then emptied a clip into the next oncoming raider sending it spiraling into the building to the right of them, the explosion sent shrapnel through his Sgt's leg, tiller was a young marine, the boy screamed in pain till mason stuck him with a hypo painkiller and pulled the metal from his leg. "get him up lets keep moving". mason spotted the roof access door and shot the lock off and kicked the rusty door in, the team moved into the building, mason watched as a heavy raider sat down on the building, the hatch opened and a sqd of clankers came charging out, he yelled in Tauron and fired on them before closing the door "έρθει και να πάρει το τοστιέρες!"
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Post by Rear Admiral Samantha Martin on Apr 17, 2012 21:13:28 GMT -6
Noticing his men giving him a look as they watched a small puddle of blood form on the ground below his arm, nodding at them as he tightened up the bandage. He didn't want Sam to know he got shot and even more that it may have nicked something he can't fix on his own, even more he was losing more blood than he would expect as more drizzled down his arm. With the rain and all, the blood that had dampened his one arm seemed to be well hidden as he flexed his fingers to keep the blood flowing so he could continue using his arm. Picking up a bit of mud, he tossed it at her back as he started walking over to her; "Getting a bit tougher are we...acting more like a Terran..." Pausing, he listened to the radio call as newly landed troops report that they were being flooded by Centurions in the North. Flipping over to Rebecca's channel as he ordered his men to begin retreating, "Longshot, get the satellite in position and take out the southern beach head," peering up at Reaper and over at Sam, "got 5 minutes to get out of the area on the double! This area is going to be glassed, fall back to the gardens!" Growling, Sam kicked mud up back in Michael's direction. "Keep it up and I'll have to..." He radioed Longshot before she could finish, and Sam tapped her headset as well to let her team know. "Sierra team, fall back to the garden immediately!" She didn't want any more of them in harms way once the glassing started again. Looking back Michael, she said, "You should really get that arm checked before something bad happens." He wasn't doing a good job of hiding the injury, it was obvious. Once the teams began running back to the command center, she turned as well and started back that way as well. What sounded like thunder made her jump slightly. Sam looked to make sure Michael was following. "Try to keep up, or do I need to carry your ass?" Smirking, she picked up the pace.
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Apr 17, 2012 22:14:47 GMT -6
Tapping his radio as he started moving out now that his men were pulling back, he smirked knowing it was too late already as a few of his men walked over to aid him. Making his way to the gardens, he sat down just as the satellite began to pound the area with the ground trembling to the explosions. Undoing the bandage, he tossed the blood soaked one aside as a medic came over to assist with pulling the round out and stitching the artery; "Sam, if I've been rubbing off the wrong way...sorry, just don't want to lose my home to some clankers not to mention its been a bit stressful."
Wrapping on a new bandage as he took a sip from his water bottle, "Sergeant, get these men to reinforce the Northern area now that the beachhead is gone," watching his men rush off with his orders, he walked over to Sam; "I think you need to be cleaned up a little," running his hand across her cheek as he kissed her.
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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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Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Apr 17, 2012 22:24:14 GMT -6
Moving ammunition now to robotic mauls to get to the frontline fighting, Jackel peered up as it rained harder but even more it began to flood over the runways; "Aldrig en bra sak när det regnar ännu mer när det regnar mitt i ett krig," feeling the pain of his leg come back as his Special Ops men began firing down on Centurions trying to overrun their positions.
Tapping his radio as he joined them, knowing the Centurions were trying to make this their big push with raiders flying overhead escorting heavy raiders to new targets; "Jackel to Longshot, they're definitely pushing here. If we can't hold them we'll be falling back which means we'll lose the airport and 90% of all munitions to support us I need your men there to work on giving me these AA guns for support and double time will you," letting off of the button, he began opening fire on some Centurions while his men pushed to hold it.
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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 Apr 18, 2012 12:58:53 GMT -6
The Sniper team mad their way down the stair well firing up at the cylons every chance they got, mason placed his last C-6 charge on the door as they mad it to the lobby exit, they moved as fast as the could to the exit the block they where holding down was being taken over they where not going to make it to long shots position. "to the gardens move it double time, i dont feel like being glassed today " mason triggered the plosives as the left the building, bringing the stair well down on top of the pursuing cylon SQD. the rain was coming down real heavy now and it was growing dark. mason could hear the raiders flying low over head they had a few blocks to go, he took another painkiller for the knife wound to his shoulder and took point.
The AA guns that where operational blazed through the grey skys at the cylon raider SQD's, this meant they where close to the op station. reaper pulled his scope and scanned the area, then motioned for his men to move to the next cover, 30 minutes later they where at the back of the gardens coming in with other marines and Terran's forces who fell back from there positions.
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Post by Rear Admiral Samantha Martin on Apr 18, 2012 13:46:18 GMT -6
Tapping his radio as he started moving out now that his men were pulling back, he smirked knowing it was too late already as a few of his men walked over to aid him. Making his way to the gardens, he sat down just as the satellite began to pound the area with the ground trembling to the explosions. Undoing the bandage, he tossed the blood soaked one aside as a medic came over to assist with pulling the round out and stitching the artery; "Sam, if I've been rubbing off the wrong way...sorry, just don't want to lose my home to some clankers not to mention its been a bit stressful." Wrapping on a new bandage as he took a sip from his water bottle, "Sergeant, get these men to reinforce the Northern area now that the beachhead is gone," watching his men rush off with his orders, he walked over to Sam; "I think you need to be cleaned up a little," running his hand across her cheek as he kissed her. Once they made it back to the command post, Sam took a seat to rest and get her arm rewrapped as well. The old, blood soaked bandage was tossed aside and a new one was wrapped tightly around the wound. She watched as the other medic did the same to Michael as well. "It's fine ... I lost my home, so I know the feeling well enough." Once they were finished, she knocked the soles of her combat boots together, sending bits of mud and dirt flying. An eyebrow raised when he said she needed to be cleaned up. "I thought you'd like the muddy look." Grinning, she lightly kissed him back. "You look worse, anyway. Maybe I should give you a sponge bath." She managed a chuckle, still feeling the pain from days earlier when that skin job nearly choked the life from her. She glanced up in time to see Reaper and his men returning. And soon after, a voice came in over their comms, the voice of Admiral Yogi. What he said was troubling ... Kona had returned to the Cylons? She'd considered the Six a good friend, and to hear of her betrayal... Looking at Reaper and Michael, Sam said, "Did I hear that right? Kona's gone?" She frowned. The fact that some of them were being recalled to Atlantia didn't help matters either. Some would have to stay, and some would go. "Guess we missed all the fun back on the ship."
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Apr 18, 2012 15:29:05 GMT -6
Turning to Reaper as his men gave him his M-25 back, "Sir, to be frank, that signal didn't come through so well and well I couldn't hear those orders," grinning he ordered all his men to clear the gardens before undoing his radio, "sir, to be blunt, I'm not a commander you are and you have their respect I'm just a soldier. My duty is to Terra and to you, sir, like I said the radio sounded a bit scrambled to me couldn't make out a single word."
Loading up on ammunition, he stood there as he waited for Reaper to come up with a decision before whispering into Sam's ear; "Could give you a sponge bath but I know how rough you like it."
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FLT. Admiral Yogi
Colonial Retired
Fleet Admiral/Admin
Posts: 4,039
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Post by FLT. Admiral Yogi on Apr 18, 2012 18:09:47 GMT -6
The Sniper team mad their way down the stair well firing up at the cylons every chance they got, mason placed his last C-6 charge on the door as they mad it to the lobby exit, they moved as fast as the could to the exit the block they where holding down was being taken over they where not going to make it to long shots position. "to the gardens move it double time, i dont feel like being glassed today " mason triggered the plosives as the left the building, bringing the stair well down on top of the pursuing cylon SQD. the rain was coming down real heavy now and it was growing dark. mason could hear the raiders flying low over head they had a few blocks to go, he took another painkiller for the knife wound to his shoulder and took point. The AA guns that where operational blazed through the grey skys at the cylon raider SQD's, this meant they where close to the op station. reaper pulled his scope and scanned the area, then motioned for his men to move to the next cover, 30 minutes later they where at the back of the gardens coming in with other marines and Terran's forces who fell back from there positions. "Yogi to Reaper come in, I have got some bad news. It pains me to think about it, Captain Kona has betrayed us. Guess the wait for Playtime in his coma has taken a toll. She is back maybe as the leader on the Cylons. So by that said Admiral Middleton has call all Colonial ships away for now. So Place someone in charge that wants to stay and return to Atlantia. Were just outside the Corinth city limits, Yogi out."
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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 Apr 19, 2012 18:11:22 GMT -6
The Sniper team mad their way down the stair well firing up at the cylons every chance they got, mason placed his last C-6 charge on the door as they mad it to the lobby exit, they moved as fast as the could to the exit the block they where holding down was being taken over they where not going to make it to long shots position. "to the gardens move it double time, i dont feel like being glassed today " mason triggered the plosives as the left the building, bringing the stair well down on top of the pursuing cylon SQD. the rain was coming down real heavy now and it was growing dark. mason could hear the raiders flying low over head they had a few blocks to go, he took another painkiller for the knife wound to his shoulder and took point. The AA guns that where operational blazed through the grey skys at the cylon raider SQD's, this meant they where close to the op station. reaper pulled his scope and scanned the area, then motioned for his men to move to the next cover, 30 minutes later they where at the back of the gardens coming in with other marines and Terran's forces who fell back from there positions. "Yogi to Reaper come in, I have got some bad news. It pains me to think about it, Captain Kona has betrayed us. Guess the wait for Playtime in his coma has taken a toll. She is back maybe as the leader on the Cylons. So by that said Admiral Middleton has call all Colonial ships away for now. So Place someone in charge that wants to stay and return to Atlantia. Were just outside the Corinth city limits, Yogi out." "keep your pants on love birds the battle is not over yet......yeah it seems she has traded up sides, ill have to get to the buttom of this." he walked pass them and set his rifle against some crates, then cleaned his muddy face and hands. "as much as i want to stay here, there is a battle on both sides, sam you fought with me on 4 fronts already this makes 5 your in charge of the colonial detachment thrax your her second lets make the cylons scream on both sides here" he he clicked his radio "copy sir Reaper out" he drew in a long breath and sighed. "And i was just getting started" he pulled the battle map from his vest and handed it to Sam. "major i expect these cylons to all be dead or sent home running".The rain still poured down, there AA guns still blazing through the grey skys and the distance of explosions near the cylon beach head echoed through the abandoned buildings and streets. mason picked up his ruck and turned to sam "θυμάται την πορεία σας και να μείνουν ζωντανοί παιδί"
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Post by Rear Admiral Samantha Martin on Apr 19, 2012 21:56:20 GMT -6
Sam elbowed Michael in the side lightly and snickered when he whispered in her ear. She folded her arms across her chest and listened to Mason, it wasn't the best time for him to be called back to the ship. But they could deal with the remaining cylons and get back to the ship soon too more than likely. "You take care of the skies, we'll handle it down here." She said, nodding to Reaper. She was confident that things would turn out right, hopefully. Having fought for years with Mason, now wasn't the time to let him down. Being called Major would take some getting used to though. "Don't worry, we'll give em a good kick in the ass."
Chuckling, Sam walked over and stood tall beside Reaper. "Παρακολουθήστε τον κώλο σας έξω, εκεί γέρος. Αίμα για το αίμα." She said in their native language. Both were tough Taurons, with the tattoos and scars to prove it. She remembered back to their first meeting, training, battles. Every little detail seemed as if it was just yesterday. With a smile on her face, she brought a hand up and gave the Colonel a crisp salute.
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Apr 19, 2012 22:12:24 GMT -6
Slipping back on his radio, he tapped it twice as he responded to Jackel; "Get as much ammunition as you can out but whatever is left behind in an hour will be rigged to explode. New CO is Samantha Martin so report into her on your progress and I'll be accompanying a team to relive you of your position and reinforce the Northern sector." Picking up a new pack filled with fresh ammunition, he grabbed a rifle he hadn't used in the field yet; the M-15 along with the CB-1. Loading up the clip, he tightened up his gloves as it poured down rain once more; "Welcomed to come along, Sam, if they break through the North then they'll be able to take half the city leaving us the gardens and the Naval Office to fall back to," he could hear not booms as if a ship was entering the atmosphere but sonic booms such as ships rushing to them. Rushing over to the computer, the Dradis pulled up a cross section of small fighters coming in from the south and southwest and moving in fast. Looking up, he knew right away as he tapped his radio; "Plans for the airport is scratched. Jackel remember the 101st Air Group, looks like they're here to save our asses," turning to Sam as he leaned beside the tent, "101st Air Group is Terra's oldest reserve air group. They don't fly raptors or vipers but the aircraft we flew half a century ago and they're better than most pilots. They're home base is down south somewhere or on the ocean, no one knows for sure but they don't work with the government so seeing them here is rare," picking up his rifle as his Special Ops group began moving out, "welcome to tag along."
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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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Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Apr 19, 2012 22:19:59 GMT -6
Helping his men fend off the airport as they stalled the Cylon's advance, he knew as soon as Michael called back that more help then what was called for was already there. Peering up, he spotted parachuters starting to come down as they took the buildings just behind the Cylon lines and began setting up their base camps there. Picking up his radio, he called back as his men slowly started to relax considering they were pushing the Cylons back at least for now; "Well, they've landed on buildings just across from us and well the toasters are retreating at least for now but looks like I'm staying open for business," noticing C-17's preparing to land he knew they were packed down with equipment that could probably change the tide of the battle here.
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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 Apr 19, 2012 22:25:15 GMT -6
Sam elbowed Michael in the side lightly and snickered when he whispered in her ear. She folded her arms across her chest and listened to Mason, it wasn't the best time for him to be called back to the ship. But they could deal with the remaining cylons and get back to the ship soon too more than likely. "You take care of the skies, we'll handle it down here." She said, nodding to Reaper. She was confident that things would turn out right, hopefully. Having fought for years with Mason, now wasn't the time to let him down. Being called Major would take some getting used to though. "Don't worry, we'll give em a good kick in the ass."Chuckling, Sam walked over and stood tall beside Reaper. "Παρακολουθήστε τον κώλο σας έξω, εκεί γέρος. Αίμα για το αίμα." She said in their native language. Both were tough Taurons, with the tattoos and scars to prove it. She remembered back to their first meeting, training, battles. Every little detail seemed as if it was just yesterday. With a smile on her face, she brought a hand up and gave the Colonel a crisp salute. " ill be burning them out of the sky's soon.....always sam, blood for blood" A support raptor touched down lightly just out side the gardens, Mason gave her a salute and smiled then ran towards the raptor rifle and ruck in hand. the raptor lifted off and burned hard for space dodging raider fire and rockets. and then flew out of view
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Post by Rear Admiral Samantha Martin on Apr 20, 2012 20:57:57 GMT -6
As Reaper departed the group and his raptor was soon out of sight, Sam turned and walked back to the command tent. The loud sonic booms caused her to jump and curse aloud. "Gods damn!" Listening to Michael, she nodded and then turned to one of the men from her team. "Lieutenant, I want an update every hour. We're going to secure the Northern end of the city." He gave a quick salute and hurried off to one of the computers.
Grabbing her rifle and a ruck, she tucked some ammunition into it and slung it across her shoulder, teeth gritting at the pain. Sam walked out of the tent and back into the rain where Michael stood, watching as the rest of his group began moving out. "Let's go kick some chrome ass then, shall we." She said with a half smile as they started out of the gardens.
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